Death of an Idea

He thought of her,
the one he knew,
the one thought was real

He thought of her smile,
the smile he knew,
the smile he thought was real

He thought of her life,
the life he knew,
the life he thought was real

Never thought of all her fear
and how it never let him near

Never thought of all her blame
and how it turned into shame 

Never thought of her real life,
the life he never knew,
and she never thought,
no, she never thought,
she never thought
that he never thought 
again