I love you
Words so strange
And over used
They hold no meaning to me now
I try to love
But nothing comes
Because to love is to trust
And I trust none
I try and I try
So hard that it hurts
Friends
Family
People I am supposed to love
Those I wish I could
And those I think I might
I love you
Those words are like a loaded gun
Once uttered are like a promice
One that isn't broken easily
If I told you I loved you
Would you belive me?
The different people I love
Don't seem to wish to return the gesture in full
So I keep my love
Hide it away
Safe for another day
To love is to trust
And that is so hard for me to come by
I trust few
And even I know how little they would care in the end
I love you
I decensitized myself to the word
I utter it again and again
To people I hate
Lies of love pooring from my moth
Make it unclear as to those I truly love
I think I love some...
But do they love me?
They are always so quick to leave
And too long gone
I love you
Is not a phrase I enjoy anymore
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Poetry
PoetryJust some poetry I write about being ftm trans* and other stuff. Some unfinished, others finished. A mix of the good and the bad