Cliché

They didn’t last;
like hallucinations
in a feverish episode
popping up unexpectedly
with brightness, though
in night’s darkest hour –
they faded before
the surprise was gone.

When these words sank in,
the moment was over.
I love you, he said.
And he had meant it.

😉

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