A Tangle of Hurt and Happiness - A collection of poetry

Tethers

You know, love was never meant to be.
But you and I will never be set free.
Oh, how was I supposed to know I'd bleed?
My body crumbling where I couldn't see?
We cut our tethers right at our seams,
Cause you could never be with me.

I can't keep these feelings up.
You know I love you so damn much.
But it's just not enough
When I'm never what you think of.
I wanna be who you love,
But I know we'll never meet closeup.

And maybe you will never know
What it took for me to let you go.
Maybe it's better that way, though.
I could never ever tell you no.
I told you not to respond, so,
It's my fault that I'm feeling low.

But even on my worst of days,
I'll never truly want that feeling to go away.
Oh it hurts, but I wouldn't have it any other way.
This is the price that I must pay.
"In some sense, I'll always love you" I'll say,
A year from now, maybe next May.

No, our love was never meant to be.
But maybe one day, I'll be set free.
Maybe one day, the cut won't bleed.
My body healing where I can finally see.
I cut what tethered me to you right at its seams,
Cause you will never be with me.