I used to think we were special
I used to think we were love
I used to think my dreams had come true
I used to think my prayers had been heard
But now I’ve learnt
My thoughts were just like threads of a spider’s web
Glistening in the sun
But as soon as it is touched
The magic that created it
Vaporises
Leaving the delicate threads
To disperse
As if nothing
Was ever there