The Conflicted Color Pallet

I Hate You, But Thank You

you let me believe

that i was special to you.

that i meant something to you.

that i was important to you.

that i was loved by you.

you let me fall

deeper everyday,

but you weren't there

to catch me; no one was.

not a person in sight.

you had pushed me

to plummet into

the knowing that

your love

was fake.

yet you let me suffer my drop,

shortly before i stood tall,

head held high,

all because you made me feel

happy inside.

you made me feel loved

for a short time,

and even though it was false

i thank you for the feeling

of importance.

For a "special" someone. Thanks, but no thanks. Gosh, why'd I ever like you?

xox Zoe