I don’t love you anymore
Or Iike you for that matter
I heard them say your name today,
And ever so quietly I felt the blast of pain.
I’ve worked so hard to close that door,
Leave the past behind and let you fly.
But a window must be open….
For here we are again.
Even if I say the words
And promise that I’ve let you go,
The pain still comes in and I feel I must some how clear my name
I tried to hid it deep inside
Just another break up gone bloody
But that’s not true… the break up
That was easy.
It was the aftermath that blow up in my face.
It was the reality of who you were and weren’t
I felt and realized. I was your pawn.
And the pawn wants to talk now!
I was a source of love and sex
But never a face for mother…
I was a nice addition to your arm
A piece to add in financial burden.
And we had our fun. I cannot lie
The golden boy I thought I knew
Too quickly became ash
SHuT UP! You’re wrong!
You don’t try.
You make me do everything!
Tarot card are evil. Throw them away.
These were only some of the words that had me on egg shells.
No matter the topic I was always dumb.
And the sad part is those rose coloured glasses, were ripped off by a friend
When she told me…. He kind of puts you down
And I thought I deserved it!
I just have!
How could a charming fox be mad,
I must have been a dumb animal!
So I boxed myself up
And agreed with things you said
Even if my heart bled.
I lied for you
Said you didn’t mean it…
The biggest lie I ever told to this day…
Was you didn’t hurt me that Friday night.
They all asked if you hit me. No you didn’t
But do you remember pushing me into the wall?
Do you remember how the I love yous turned to you dumb bitch.
How my stupidity would make you die?
Do you remember how I ran from you? To call for help.
And when the paramedics said you were fine.
I laughed it off when they told me to call the police if you got violent.
I laugh it off to our friends… no not our! Mine
I slept on the couch and said I just didn’t want you to vomit on me
I stayed on the couch. To keep walls between us. Stayed awake forced myself to
Until I knew the boy sleeping in the next room
Was the golden angel not the monster that belonged under the bed.
But that wasn’t what hurt me the most
What hurt me was
The lies
The money I never got back
The humiliation
The telling me I was a sin
Making me feel ugly
Making me feel lazy
Making me go to church on Sunday morning
To sit in a pew and be abused
The late nights you’d promised you’d be home
How no one saw me. The real me with you in the way.
You stopped caring and trying at some point
And I wanted out for months
When you said the words
I cried to be free
And the storm got worst
You hurt our friend
You became selfish
Disrespectful
Ugly.
I loved you no longer and started to stop liking you too
It didn’t matter that we had good memories and times
It didn’t matter
The good was shattered
The bad too bright to fathom
So when I closed the door and sat in the dark
I smile as I won myself back.
But the light is creeping through the cracks
And I shutter
Because in no capacity do
I want you back
About the Creator
Lane Burns
I’ve always wanted to be a writer. I’m still just finding my voice and coming to believe that I can do this again. I like writing poetry and darker fiction. As well as some fan fictions!
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