Pretenses

I didn't fall in love with him, 
I fell in love with his potential. 

I romanticized his possibilities, 
instead of what was evidential. 

I fell in love with who he could be, 
but not for who he actually was. 

I bargained with empty promises, 
for the false pretenses of love.
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