There must be a word
a word for losing a thing
a thing you've never actually had
Abandoning vain hope
dreams denied destroyed
to finally discard dismiss
nothing left but
a meaningless husk
an almost fantasy wank
from real memories of glancing meetings
too brief too distant but still
with enough real touch to trigger
years long years imaginings
that could maybe one day be reified
could be
haven't been
are not
will never
no share closeness in skin
no bodies held melded
no together
such things
such dreams
are not easy to set aside
let go of in face of reality
of untouch
heart spirit flesh soul
torn broken
repeat daily
repeat nightly until
the end
1st June 2019 – #5DaysofEros 2 day four, the erotics of heartbreak