falling out of love

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There will come a day when you fall out of love with me.

There will come a day when you no longer feel the butterflies in your stomach when you see my face and hear my name.

There will come a day when you don't feel your heart flip at the sound of my voice.

You will no longer love my scent.

You will no longer love the feeling of my fingers on your skin, instead it will make you shudder and cringe.

And I heavily dread that day.

I intensely dread the day were when you look at me, and you no longer feel a rush in your veins. I am terrified for this day. I never want this day to happen but I know it will.

Because of who I am, I know you will fall out of love with me.

My anxiety will become such a burden. You will get tired of me always needing attention and reassurance that you aren't leaving.

You will tire of me and my addictions. Of the way I shy away from you and touch and love because of my past.

You will grow apart from me because I will push you away in fear.

There will come a day when you fall out of love with me. And I pray that day is not soon. 

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