And here…I let go

Sitting right here in the middle
Of their ebullient company
Yet all alone
And naked in the light
A sudden jolt of courage
Beckons me sluggishly
To leer at our fleeting image

It stand still
Only a short distance away
Or what might have been
Only a short distance away
Though it could have been
All so far away
Or was it
Only in my mind
That I had fabricated
That exotic fantasy
Of boisterous you
And somber me
Perfect together

At least
I thought it was
Then you thought we were
And I hoped we would be
Then you claimed we might be
Only in the presence of reality
The light dawns upon us
We were never a possibility
Even less still
A snippet of probability

I never was
You never were
We never would be
But in our worlds apart
Wherein I am
And you are
And we’ve become
A mirage of desert illusions
Burning an image of fantasy
In the heat of desolation.