i should've realised the butterflies were warning signs,
by the amount of red flags you carried,
which i turned my back to,
because i was so intertwined around your stupid finger.
but why did i fall for the person who gave me butterflies?,
when that's my bodies way of telling me i'm scared or nervous,
yet i still forced myself to be okay with things,
you would never be okay with.
you used me to drag you out of a dark place,
for your validation,
and for my reassurance,
yet you left me in mine.
and if love is manipulation,
lies, toxicity and yelling,
then i don't believe in it,
because all it is is an illusion,
which is why i now fall in love with the characters in books,
and the people in my favourite movies,
because even if they're unrealistic,
at least they won't be able to hurt me how you did.
interpretation:
there's nothing really special about this it's just kind of me ranting all over the place about thinking you are in love and manipulation so it's kind of a confusing mess!!
YOU ARE READING
forget me not.
PoésieThis is my first poetry collection i've ever written, it covers several topics. A lot are based on love and relationships but it also covers a lot of sensitive topics such as mental illness, domestic violence, sexual assault, homophobia etc. I've ne...
