A Tangle of Hurt and Happiness - A collection of poetry

Two

I wish I could make room in my heart for two.
Or if not that, I could push out one to let the other through.
I wish I could say that I love you.
Without him in the way, maybe those feelings could be true.


I used to claim that my love for him wasn't real.
His actions were imaginary to soothe the pain that I feel.
I used to say I made it all up in my mind.
But don't we all like to play make believe sometimes?


I've been hiding from myself for so long.
I'm not sure I know what I mean in each poem, each song.
But any time I try to write for someone else, it feels wrong.
If this isn't love, what have I been doing all along?


The best time of my day is when I'm not thinking about him.
Whenever I can distract myself with thoughts of you, I consider that a win.
When he's out, then you're in.
Wish it was permanent, but it's just like placing an easily removable pin.


If only moving on wasn't so hard.
But I can't let go even when he's far.
If it was possible, with him I would part.
But it would be a miracle to stop the beat of my heart.


I want to love you,But it's him I cling to.
I wish the lies I made up about him could be true.
Moving on would be easy that way, and then I could let you through.