Gone

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Gone

Sitting alone, crossed legged on my bed

Staring at the old photographs of you and me.

They bring tears to my eyes

And pain to my heart:

The people in those photographs

Do not exist any more.

You've changed,

And I've changed.

Those people have gone.

You used to make me feel so happy

But then I realised

That if you really cared about me

Then you wouldn't have treated me the way you did

And act as if I was nothing to you.

Our relationship has gone.

My friends try to tell me

That I'm better off without you,

That I let myself suffer for too long

Under your restricting hold.

I know they're right,

And that I shouldn't have given in to you

Because I didn't want to fight.

The coward within me has gone.

I used to cry myself to sleep at night

Believing that everything was my fault,

When in reality I had done nothing wrong.

It was all you,

And I gave you chance

After chance

After chance

To prove yourself

When you didn't deserve it.

My faith in you has gone.

Right now, I'm being selfish

For once, and I don't care.

I deserve better than your cruelty,

I should have realised that long ago.

You're so used to replacing me for a while

Then running back when it doesn't work out

And they have gone,

Just to have me,

Loyal and forgiving,

Let you straight in.

But not this time,

I'm fed up of it all.

My patience has gone.

My life will be better

Now that you are gone.

And I hope you realise

what we had was great.

And I hope you miss it.

You used to always complain

About people leaving you:

How does it feel now that I'm gone too?

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