He's Not Real

Heart strings tighten,
plucked at the sound
of his name.

Suffocation begins at
the mention of the word,
waiting, cautious.

Perfection required:
He's at the top of every
teenage girl's wish list.

They know him,
they love him too,
but this is different.

So close to my heart,
yet unreachable,
bound by words.

In my dreams,
he's within reaching distance.
Reality burns.

Incomprehensible,
sneers follow me,
echoing fatal words...

"He's not real."

Teeth grind together
as tears hold on to each other
begging not to fall.

Embracing the truth
brings too much pain.
This shouldn't have begun.

Letting him go
tore my heart into pieces.
Words fail me.

Snarled pages
stare blankly from the fire.
Goodbye, my love.

Reminiscing,
I can't believe I loved
a man who isn't real.