i love you
loud, clear.
you were certain, adamant that what you felt was true.
i love you
faithfully said. hopeful, weary and happy.
there must have been some misunderstanding. maybe our ideas and definitions of love
were different.
here i am trying to make excuses
as to why you gave up on
me,
someone you loved.
or maybe mine was real.
pure.
you never meant those words.
you said them too early,
and whenever you needed a temporary band aid when you said you're sorry.
those three words meant everything to me. never have i uttered them with a dubious thought if i truly meant it.
your feelings weren't real. now i know and i wonder if my heart will ever stop bleeding
YOU ARE READING
Escapism
Poetryit's better to write your thoughts down than voice them to deaf ears that lead to uninterested hearts.
