it's hard to explain.
i've been used so much, i've learned not to trust
but this time, with you, it's different
you were my first heartbreak
and my first best mistake
at first, i did everything i could to hate you
it started to work
then it didn't.
i didn't try to love you the way i did.
and i will be honest and say i don't believe in love, at least not at my age
how could something so great, hurt so much
and how could something so large, affect you so little
after everything you've done to me
if there is a "love", then i still love you
i "love" you with all my soul
everyone asks me "how could you like someone like that?"
i didn't try to
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"i never asked for this, or planned it in advance, i was nearly blown here by the winds of chance"
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i fell for you, and i fell hard
and what did you do?
even when you that i was hurt,
you made my life hell
you told everyone
you told lies
i didn't deserve it.
and i don't deserve you
- Author: Izzy (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 3rd, 2017 20:54
- Comment from author about the poem: as i am currently texting this person. why do i keep going back? is this stockholm syndrome? all my friends are telling me they are going to take my phone and block the number and delete the contact so i can't talk to them again. it might be better for me p.s. the quote in the end/middle-ish is from Wicked
- Category: Letter
- Views: 72
Comments1
It's human nature to remember incomplete things more prominently than completed things.
Perhaps you just need to be acknowledged.
Sadly that is often withheld when relationships break down.
You have to force the closure yourself. Realise that you are responsible for your own happiness and self regard and not allow anyone else to usurp that power.
Thank you, I will keep that in mind. <3
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