For it was you with which I fell, but it was you, the same person who forgot me.
As much as I thought I loved and cherished you, I didn't. It wasn't until you let me go that I felt free.
But to say I never cared about you would be false. I cared about you... to a certain degree.
I always thought you were my key, but it was never me.When I confronted you through the unseen text messages of a friend, you seemed like you still didn't care but wished me well.
And although now you don't care about me, I was never truly your priority if you could forget me that easily. It was never me, I could tell.
And I do care, I never stopped, however, from this pain you caused me, I still hope you go to hell.
I ignored my morals and gave you what you wanted, the thing I said I would never do, fucker had me under a spell.
And since we broke off, I've been extremely unwell.I will still continue to cherish you, even if it has to be from the sidelines.
When you told me, you never save it, you'd never leave, it was a manipulative white lie.
When I read that text, the finality of it all, I read it with wide eyes.
For it it wasn't you that made everything feel like it was going quick, it was the wasted hours I spent with you; time flies, huh?Despite this I have always admired you and the way you push through everything.
You were the one I thought I had planned on marrying.
Now it is our relationship I'm burying.You will no longer see or hear from me, for I will continue to love you, just from a safe distance.
I will love you from the shades given by those whose hearts are broken and whose eyes are closed.
I will love you from the sidelines from what used to be devotion, except with a shattered heart.
I will love you from what used to be smiles plastered on faces which became nothing but disdain.
You from now on, you will be the one I excrete my feelings from; yet you will still be the one I so deeply loved.
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The Knives of My Mind
PoetryI'm recently writing a book and to start out, I'm trying out my reach through a favorite app of mine. The title will be the same but I just want to get some reach. This is a book I've composed over the course of me going through my feelings, my grue...