I lied to you when I said
I wrote a something for you.
In fact, you were the only one
outside my field of view.

No, you did not break my heart;
there were no dreams to crush.
Yet here I crumble all alone;
my mind has turned to slush.

You filled my mind with dreams
I never dreamed of dreaming of.
But yet my feelings are so real
I can’t regress this love.

And now that we will never be,
I feel I must digress
from lethargy and apathy
and straight into distress.