Illusion

In a fog, a disillusion

Long ago I thought

You were a solution

Now I just fight to relieve the pain of an illusion…

At first it was just a thrill

Devil May Care…

If you will.

But memories flood in

As they always will.

And that’s where you always get me

(Decades)

Those steely blue eyes…

Strong, sinewy arms that warm me at night.

No one else will really do.

Filed under: Love, Poetry Tagged: bipolar disorder, illusion, missing you, relationships, sadness