You are not my saviour
for all the times when you
let me drown in my sorrow
and you know it's true.
So don't act now
as if this changes the way
you made me feel
when nothing was okay.
Because even when I see
how much you try
by the looks you give me,
I sense only lies.
I gave you my trust
and you let me down,
now you ask again,
but I refuse to drown.
I won't say goodbye
because it still hurts
and I am not strong;
for you I have no words.
...
I don't accept your apology
because you are not the same
preson who led me to believe
that love is just some silly game.
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Poems
PoetryWhile in English exists only one word for it, the ancient Greeks with their aim for self-understanding and knowledge found eight different varieties of love that we might all experience at some point: 1. Eros (Erotic love) - represents the idea of s...
