Nothing to hide

Untitled Part 1

Nothing to hide

This girl is so weak and tries to act strong

This girl is so desperate to know what is love

To her, love seemed so cruel and sick and not even real

For the one she truly loved, loved nothing of her

She still has the notes he made her the days that they met

She still has the rose he gave her for the dance

Yes it is dying, just like his love

But for her to keep it dosent seem like enough

If he had truly loved me, she wondered

Why would he leave me so clueless so desperate to leave?

Then he lies saying he just needs a break

But the truth really hurts,

He just needed an excuse not to hurt her.

He cheated and lied multiple times,

But was it love for her not to care? For her to forget so easily

Or was she scared to leave, to not feel what it’s liked to be loved?

But then again, was it truly love?

Love to her seemed so cruel and so sick and not even real

She felt like she could move on if this wasn’t real

But its been maybe six months in her head

Being without him and trying to forget

Shes trying poems just like he did

But he changed, changed too quickly for her

He was so sweet but then evil

Like the angle and the devil

A lion and a lamb

He soon gave up on poems, even trying for romance

But the things she will never forget are locked away still in her room

Was this really love? Or was this despair?

Why can’t she forget him? Why is this so hard?

Is this what love is?

Being sad every day to not have him in my arms?

Jealous that’s she’s getting the attention he wants?

Together for a year and six months at least, you would think it would last forever between the lion and the lamb

But that didn’t matter to him, he left way too quickly

Is love crying every night knowing he’s with her?

Is love dying at every sight of them together?

Is love praying every night to go in time just to be with him?

Is love smiling every time I still see him?

She’s so confused and way too young

All she wants to know is what is love.

Is love crying while writing this poem?

Why can’t he love still, she wondered.

It happened once before but it withered away

Did he truly love me? Was it all just a lie?

She wishes she could go into his mind,

Take back all the fights and stupid cheatings,

Make him not rip up the photos they had, make him want to keep them like the poems she had

Make him love me like I do, make him want to hug me

Make him want to kiss me slwly and slowly

And let every kiss that happens be more enjoyable then the next

And let these kisses stay in her memory like the day they first met

They both had changed it was obviously fair,

But the lion seemed more in charged, more evil in whit

And the poor little lamb just seemed to have quit

Why can’t the angle change the devil back to what he was

Why is it so hard to get back what I thought was love

It’s so hard thinking she’s moved on,

But then one little thing will remind her of that love

Letters to Juliet can’t save her now

Prayers to god seemed unnoticeable now

She thinks love is so cruel so sick and not real

Would love be real if I let him go

From what I was taught love should never be forgotten

Never tampered with

Always kept safe away from any harm

So why should she let go when he clearly has,

Why should she be the one who suffers through all this?

She feels so alone now having no friends

All left her… left her abandoned

So every day of her life not knowing what love is

Is wearing a fake smile and going on with life

In hopes that one day she will finally get back what was right

What is love she wondered?

It seemed so cruel and so sick and not even real.

But maybe if she believes…he’s reading this too.