I'd seen a change and had felt
we'd turned a corner, leaving the
hurt and pain behind us. But now
I know.
Your smile, your joking, your
statements, even finishing
each others sentences. All of it was
an act.
I'd felt hope and concern returning
to my heart, and even felt relief
that maybe things had changed
for the better. I'd even dared to
invest myself again. I got a
poor return.
I tried so hard.
I tried my best.
I gave you my all,
and now there's nothing left.
You stole my heart
then tore it in two.
Each word you said when you were mad hit me like a bullet,
leaving a stinging red mark.
No matter how hard I try, I always seem to fail.
Now I'm falling apart
and don't know what to do.
Divided by decisions,
burned by the fire,
confused by your words,
tempted by desire.
I'm living in the present.
My mind is on the past.
Not knowing what I'll lose,
not knowing what will last.
But then, I'm not so surprised you know,
it all seems familiar and just as
uncomfortable. I'd held my breath
through it all, waiting for the other shoe to fall.
And now it has. So why worry now?
I am disappointed but am not surprised.
©uncle_sam
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