Friday, November 12, 2010

I can't love someone who just broke my heart.

I really don't know what else to say.

I guess it doesn't help when you look at me that way.

You never say a word, so how can we really be a couple?

We don't think alike and you hate when I write, so should we just break up then?

But then you tell me me no. But then I ask you why.

You kiss me on the head and then you go to work. I see you out the door, almost motionless, but still full of some minor affection.

Should we just break up?

But then you say I should be greatful for what I have. Be greatful for you? But your not even greatful for me.

How could I be greatful for someone who really doesn't care for me?

Im stuck here now, with you. It's not always this easy.

I wish it was. When I saw you for th first time I was weak in my 5'1 knees.

Oh, you. You may never be forgotten. But today, tomorrow and the next day, your always here to stay.

I miss you. Do you miss me? I mean it with all my heart.

You do? You really do? My goodness honey, I love you too.

It's hard to see if you even like me. But really, you love me?

Oh, I wish this to be true. I always wanted someone to love only me. I wish it was you.

But you don't love me. You love the idea, the thought of me. The actuality of me being around. The realness of me kissing you on your cheek before you go to work.

And every night when you come home, I'm there waiting for you in our small little home and dinner is right there fully prepared. I love you

But do you really love me? Do you really?

I wish you did. I wished I loved you as much as I wish I could.

Oh darling, you make me sad. I wish there was a part of you who really loved me.

I wished there was a part of me who really could believe that you really loved me.

You don't love me, do you?

Should we just break up? Why do you keep telling me that you love me!

I know you don't. Let's break up this pretend love right now. I know you don't mean what you say. I loved you, I really loved you. I cared for you, I loved you, I believed in you, I believed in every word you said, in every effort you ever gave.

But now, now I know that you don't love me. No more of the wasted pretend. I can't love you, I can't love you. I can't love somebody who doesn't love me.

Why do you continue to just stand there! Say something! Say you love me! Say it!

Oh, you love me?

Really darling, you love me? Do you mean that?

You do...

Well, I..

I...used to love you.

How could I love someone who just broke my heart.

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