When I first liked you
I thought you were different like the pieces of a puzzle
I wanted to piece you together and find out what you really were
Not an animal or merely a person just a shadow that followed me places
Where I went and the mistakes I made, your shadow became mine
And you became me
You became me until there was nothing left for me to know about myself
Till I hardly even remembered what you looked like or what the touch of your hand felt like when it left my body for the very last time
I realized that you weren't just trying to touch the body and wings of an angel,
But that you were also trying to cheat with the devil
I realized that every move you made on that board was to get close to me,
But right when you won me over, everything had ended, everything was done
You played the game and you cheated because cheating was the only thing you knew how to do
You cheated the queen of hearts and she figured it out with that brain
The brain that talked to her true self, trying to tell her to not go any further
She feared the fearless and knew she'd get hurt.
You weren't scared of losing me, you were scared of losing that game
But now there's a third player, and you thought that your tricks were going to work
But I knew that move because that move was the same exact move you made
The time I was crying and you caressed every piece of me with those loving hands that could cradle the world if it were to rip to shreds.
Saying "it'll be alright" but it was never alright, it was never going to be
The time you looked deeply into my eyes and without your lips moving, you had already spoke the words
But if you never really had anything for me or feelings for me
Then why'd you start
You hurt me so bad that it was worse than being hit by a car,
I would have rather been hit by a car considering that car would've ended this instead of
Your ways of cheating and loving others
And that car was never trying to get me, but pass me
You tried to get past me, except you actually hit me
and sadly that car missed every inch.
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Poetry Is My Diary
PoetryMy diary, written in poem form. My feelings and life bunched into a couple of stanzas. I might post more than one in a day.. Don't copy or I am reporting.