many sides to Rosey

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You took my hand into yours,



“I’m with you all the way.”



And before I knew it,



The words that came from your hands



Were nothing but lies.



 



Do you love me?



Did you love me?



Do you really love me?



Are you in love with me?



And each time, the answer was yes.



 



Lies, lies, and lies.



At this point, I sit, all sickened



When I thought of all the lies



You have spewed, and all that I believed



What a dumb fool in love, I was.



 



Even after you split us up,



Taking away two dogs and two cats,



I still thought highly of you, and I still loved you



Even still, you had my heart



Yet you never appreciated it, and you spit on it



 



You turned into a person who I never thought you were,



A liar, a disloyal person, and someone who could 



Never really communicate openly and maturely 



Someone who could never really own up 



To her misdoings and be a real woman



 



And now, you treat me with disrespect,



Treating me differently from others,



I could not wrap my mind around how you chose to cherish those



As opposed to me, someone who you shared twelve years with



Your priorities are definitely out of whack



 



And when I asked 



What exactly was the breaking point?



What was it that broke us?



And to this day,



You still could not give me a direct, clear answer



 



I’ve had to walk on eggshells around you,



Dancing around my words, in fear of pissing you off



Which would ensure you to block me off,



Cut me out of your life, and cutting all the ties between us



Everything’s gotta be your way and your time, or else



 



Life, as I’ve known it, for the past twelve years



Felt like nothing but a big lie



Just another sick game life decided to throw my way



And see how far it took to break me



Life. Congratulations, you win. 



 



For. 



I.



Am. 



So.



Broken.