No Existence

I know it isn't a great title. One of the first 'breaks' I had loving her.

I've come to realize,
I don't really love you.
The you I love doesn't exist.

I'm dreaming of
The perfect one,
who will always be by my side.

I thought that
you would be like that.
Apparently,
I was mistaken.

We met again,
yesterday.
Around three o'clock.
There just wasn't any chemistry,
anymore.

Then why do I keep on,
thinking of you,
repeating your name,
over and over again?

Can't you leave me alone?
Free me of my shackles
Release my inner self

Let me smile again,
Let me be free again,
Let me be able...,
to love, and to be loved.