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I told myself I would stop crying. It was just another lie.

I told myself I would never let you hurt me again. Just another lie

I told myself I would not fall for your game. But by the time I  figured out it was, it was too late.

I told myself it would last, just like you promised, but this is not a fairytale.

I told myself it was possible to for you to feel this way, yet you never actually did.

I tell myself one last time that I saw this coming, as I will never be her, but it doesn't help the pain.

I tell myself one last time that I will be fine without you. 

But in truth I know it means I have to let go.

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