I was scared,
holding onto the
only love I’ve ever known.
I was holding onto
the old us.
In the beginning,
you tried,
you made me happy,
and I was a priority.
You bought me little gifts,
sent me sweet morning texts,
surprised me at work,
and actually made time for me.
Then, months went by and –
everything changed.
You stopped trying,
and I was working
so hard to keep a dead relationship
alive.
You killed me,
trying to make you happy
killed me.
I was scared to let go
of the man I thought you were.
You aren’t that man anymore.
Love – true love – shouldn’t
be so completely difficult,
stressful,
painful…
I was scared to let go,
but now I know
you were never worthy of
my love.
I’ve let go.
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