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Not so love Poetry: letting it go

Updated on April 2, 2011

 

Did I ever tell you how much

               I love you?

Maybe I forgot, maybe just one day

out of five years and a few months.

Did I ever tell you how much

    I was disappointed in you?

Maybe more times than I should’ve

                  The lies you spoke, cheating

                  deserved regret,

not only of you, for myself as well,

how could I go on knowing?

Fear of being without you, anyone

consumed me, took over like a virus

rapidly killing off the truth to make up for

what was never said

                 I’m sorry.

Did I ever tell you that I got over you?

no, maybe, I didn’t, couldn’t.

I needed to be needed, like a bitch to her pups

sucking the life out of me so I could feel

               something, anything.

Did I ever tell you that I met the girl

               you let go?

She never let, she’s standing right here.

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    • HattieMattieMae profile image

      HattieMattieMae 6 years ago from Limburg, Netherlands

      Very good! :)

    • Winsome profile image

      Winsome 6 years ago from Southern California by way of Texas

      I enjoyed this very much MA, isn't it funny how the fear that someone will leave causes us to say and do the very things that move them in that direction.

      If women would only have the courage to say what they need and if men could only have the courage to give it to them, we just might succeed more. =:)

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