Haunted.
Thing’s change but again remain the same.
I move states away yet you stay in the same place.
Your feelings stay. Yet, mine are neatly packaged and put away.
You let her ruin your life and trick you.
All the while you stayed.
You stayed for the money.
All the while you would reach out to me and wanted to be with me.
You talked about marriage and finally giving me what I’ve always wanted.
A family.
All the while she was supposedly carrying your child.
The child you didn’t want.
Everyone knows your embarrassed by her and everything that comes along with her. I could say more.
But,I won’t embarrass you like that.
Not here.
Not now.
Not ever.
How can I still be on your mind?
I guess I never left it.
Because why would you have your best friend go out of his way like that? Especially on the internet.
Correct me if I’m wrong,Sweetest Thang.
You’re haunted by me.
Why you may ask yourself?
Because I’m the only one who truly knows you.
You’re a narcissist.
A liar.
A sweetheart.
A fighter.
A alcoholic.
A man who’s been wounded.
A man who is afraid.
A man who is depressed.
Yet,you keep it all bottled up inside.
Too proud to be vulnerable except around me at times.
I loved you.
But,not anymore.
My first love.
My only love.
You’re haunted by me and you won’t let me go.
Let me go,Sweetest Thang.
Let me be.
You’re haunting me and I finally want to be free.
- Author: Matt Angel (Pseudonym) ( Online)
- Published: December 15th, 2024 00:45
- Comment from author about the poem: For Sweetest Thang.
- Category: Love
- Views: 13
Comments1
A very powerful message being delivered to somebody.
Thank you. He’ll probably never see it. Who knows. He just might.
You are very welcome
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