Love changed.
Yesterday,
It was doors held open,
Soft kisses
On softer cheeks.
Hands held
On moonlit strolls.
If love's a dream
Then life's a bore.
Yesterday,
Love felt more.It felt more full,
More happy,
More kind,
More warm.
But now,
It's different.
Love's changed.Love's feels like a trap.
A door that was opened
And now closed
And I don't have the key.
It feels like you want to make me
Someone I don't want to be.
Changing me,
While your face changes.
Revealing yourself
To someone I didn't know was you.
Same name.
Same eyes.
Same voice,
Cooing: I love you.Words that feel like poison now.
Like a curse,
Meant to be written
To death.Now love feels fake.
Feels less.
Like a lullaby turned death march.
A happy ending
Would be if love changed back
Or if love was over.Love is no longer
Sweet words
And sweeter feelings.
But unsaid misery
And bloated lies.I have lost track
Of whether I want it
Or I do not.
I feel brainwashed
And lost
In a barrel of warm feelings.
They were comforting.
But now they've gone frigid.
And I'm burning from the cold.~A
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31 days in MAY
PoesíaA collaborative poetry compilation, throughout the whole of May.