hollowed out, cored and empty, my heart the sticky remnant of juice on the scoop

you are supposed to be the strong one but it turns out its me.
i believe you don't mean to wish for things that simply won't be

you are comfortable in fantasy, the truth of what won't, what can't will not disturb you, you have simply painted a picture, and you enjoy the sight of it.
it is I who stepped in, wrapped myself in the dreams of a life you can't deliver

look at what you really have to offer and simply offer me that

you don't have time
you don't have a future
we will not travel
we will not marry
or live for each other

i will be happy with the time we have

but it is not forever

please stop fooling yourself

your heart will not be wrecked

mine must be weeded and pruned of a you that does not exist.

i love that you speak of such things, that you honestly have the desire for them in your heart.
woo me with reality only. it's enough for now

abolish forever, it is a fantasy