I Made You So

The idealization of a person we love can be a disappointment.

You were never perfect,
I made you so.
You were never true to me,
not honest,
not thoughtful,
nor shy or too smart.
You were not God-fearing,
not the love of my life,
nor the man of my dreams.
Not my knight in shinning armor,
the one I coudn't live without,
I made you so.
In my imagination,
my wishful thinking,
I created a man like no other
My true love, the perfect lover.
You never loved me,
nor shared my dreams.
Never wanted for me what I wanted for myself,
You gave me nothing,
nothing but heartache.
You were not strong and noble,
or brave and protective,
not moral,
nor an example to be followed by anyone.
I made you so.
And so, I've grown,
and since moved on.
You're now my ex,
my past regret,
a sad memory,
an unwelcome guest in my thoughts,
a cheat and a liar
a user, abuser
another middle-aged loser.
Just another ho.
The man I loved never existed
and you are now nonexistent too.
Cause in my mind
I've made you so.