At Least I Tried
When you were down, I helped you up.
Even when you said you didn't need me, I
always gave more than enough.
You were sick & I was your medicine.
You were hurt & I was your band aid.
You were lost & I was your GPS.
You called me your One Thing...
That One Thing everyday that made
everything better.
I made you, you .
I was made for you.
You couldn't tell me I wasn't yours , because I
knew you were mine.
All this love, all this hope & all this faith but
you still gave me up like I wasn't anything to
you.
I was yours, you're supposed to trust me
Trust that I wouldn't hurt you..
Trust that I had your back..
Trust that I couldn't & wouldn't live without
you..
Not one breath...
Not one tear...
I was there, not them.
I am numb now but one I will feel this pain &
it will come hard !
But after the pain & tears are gone.....
At least I can say. I tried.
Copyright © Jaquelyn Accoo | Year Posted 2014
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