Things Left Unsaid

the love I use to feel

I was sitting in the library minding my own business 

reading my book then you came up to me and at 

first I thought that it was some type of joke 

I guess in the end jokes on me right? I don't 

know how to feel nor do I know how to move

I feel like everyone expects me to just move on

like it is so easy to get over someone you love 

but you see that is the difference between you and i

I want to call your name and get hugs because i felt safe

but I guess that was all just an illusion feeding into 

my delusion about men not everyone gets a spouse from 

God so maybe I am one of them and I am okay with that

My soul cries like when their calling for a flash flood 

and I want to scream but no sound leaves my mouth 

how can I put into words the love I used to feel for you

the pure love I felt for you is now replaced with red

because you made me bleed although you can't 

see the scars maybe your family and friends 

were on it to right? yeah jokes on the loner girl 

pathetic I know and I want to act confident but 

we both know I am doing it out of spite because 

I want you to hurt like how I hurt to feel so depressed

to feel so fucking angry that you can't even comprehend

what you are feeling tell me am I wrong for feeling this way? 

I know the answer is yes but I can't help but to feel what I feel

because you took something precious from me 

and now the love I used to feel is tainted with blackness

of dead withered flowers  I gave you my all but that 

wasn't enough? So how can i expect the love I used to feel

ever be enough for you?