Love doesn't care

I have always said

That love is a verb

An action that you perform

To show how much you care

And how much that person means to you

 

Almost twenty-one years of life

And now I believe

That love is not a verb

But rather a person

 

This is what I have to say to Him

 

 

You were late 

I was born 

On September first

You didn't show up

Until October third

Three years later

 

Why were you late

Was I not important

 

You were quick to flee

One day by my side

Happy and free

Like nothing could go wrong

And in a split second

You would run away

Like a ghost in the night

 

Why would you leave

Was I not enough

 

You fill my head with promises

Of what is to come 

And what will be

But then you lie

You get my hopes up

And wait patiently

To push me over the edge

 

Why would you watch me fall

Was I not loyal 

 

Love is a person

And love is mean

Love picks favorites

And leaves the rest to fend for themselves

Love doesn't care