Wonder

I can't seem to wonder how you are 

because you don't care how I am.

You made that clear when you cut me off 

when you said that it was all wrong. 

I do seem to wonder how you could 

become so heartless and so cruel 

to hand me your whole life 

and take it away without sign. 

Now I sit and wonder everyday 

if you were ever a mistake,  

I sit and wonder now and again 

why you would ever leave like that. 

I would never wonder whether 

I could promise you a forever 

and then look you in the eyes 

and tell you it was all a lie. 

But I do seem to wonder often

how one can feel so hopeless 

and then leave me here to question: 

were you a figment of my imagination? 

Mar Fresno