The Fiction of You

The fiction 

Of you

I wish

It were true

The person

You lied

Into existence

The person

Whose heart

I thought

I knew

When all

You did

Was reflect

My heart

Back to me

And I thought

You

Were so beautiful

But really

It was my love

I was seeing

You 

You have

No such

Capacity

For love

And now

Like 

Swallowed glass

You rip me apart

From the inside

Whenever

I allow myself

To feel

Whenever

I try

To heal

The fiction

Of you

I wish

It were

True

The truth 

Of Mee

I don't

Know how

To see

When everyone 

Writes

Their own

Fiction of Mee

And it's easier

To live

In your story

Than to write

My own