I Forgot Our Anniversary Date

I wish I could break up with HIM. But maybe I truly am a masochist. You get used to someone and you feel safe. I'm leaving my comfort zone with you, reader. Thank you.

On holidays I went out to a club.
I saw new colours coming from the disco ball.
I remember having a hundred friends.

It was the night when I met him.
He was so tall and I swear
He could've replaced my shadow that night.

He is always smiling. And laughing.
I wish I could be like him.
His warm hugs melt me but he picks up my pieces with his strong hands.

He visits me almost every day.
I like that about him.
So, I am never really alone.

Once I was mad and made him leave.
Mum always has to tell him when it's time to go.
Does he know?

He told me the Earth is flat,
The Moon's a lie, fairies exist
And that everything used to be so good.

I know he is making it all up.
But he tells stories with the nicest smile
And fireflies in his eyes.

So sometimes I forget he is playing.
And sometimes I forget he's just lonely.
And sometimes I forget he just wants to help in his own way.

But I always forget his name's Nostalgia.