Old love, old scars.
Pained enough
But we never failed to love.
We were hopeful,
Cheerful,
Our love was "beautiful."
I liked the old days,
Your refreshing smiles.
Sweet kisses and words.
I didn't wanna move on.
I loved staying in your arms
While you sooth my soul.
But when was it,
That my eyes were no longer beautiful
Because hers was more?
When was it she filled you love
When I was there all along?
When did she replace my position?
When did she become your angel,
When I existed first?
Was I too much?
Or wasn't I enough?
Those were the questions
And it wouldn't stop.
We reconciled and continued.
But no matter how I tried
To love you more again
There's something in me,
That changed.
I became timid and damn hurt.
That's how it started,
We fight over same old thing.
There were days I loved you,
And there were days I do less.
I knew I was wrong.
But I couldn't force myself.
Old love, old scars
Pained so much
With our failing love
When was it she gave you more?
For this is the day,
I'd stop giving you my all.
Written:
January 22, 2021
8:01 pm
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Words for you (Poetry)
PoesiaWritten during a phase of my life where I was in love. Words were a bit sweet and painful, basically the things you'd experience when you feel this emotion. Date Published: 06/25/19
