When Love Fails (2019)- Poetry By Bruce

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I just thought,

That since we were young,

And getting older,

And you were you,

And I was me,

And both of our hearts were getting colder,

That it would've been the perfect time,

To tell you how I felt,

Which I didn't figure out completely,

But I had enough words,

For you to understand what I meant,

I wanted to love you,

Like actually truly love you,

Not the temporary shallowness,

That you've grown accustomed to,

I'm meaning the actual thing,

The feeling that's hard to explain,

Because even though love starts there,

It doesn't listen to the brain,

But I suppose this is what I deserve,

For digging into my reserves,

And pulling out,

A version of me that actually cares,

That actually loves,

That tries not to lie,

That actually breathes,

That actually shares,

I gave you myself,

I gave you a shell,

That you could fit in,

I thought it was cute,

I gave you a gun,

And I didn't run,

I kept telling myself,

That you wouldn't shoot,

I know it was stupid,

I know it was dumb,

I know I was offbeat,

I heard all the drums,

Now I know that I'm hurt,

I know that I'm broken,

But I took of his chains

The monster's cage is open.

~poetrybybruce