Coward

Make your decision,
and make one damn fast
the clocks ticking,
running out of battery
and I want you in the past-
if this is all make believe
if it's an assumed oval
take my frail,
succumbed heart,
again,
again
and stab me some more
you can,
you always do
then you run,
stand up
and walk away
but this time
I'm not sure, sure if I can take it
you threw at me your trust,
and I'm beginning to question-
all that should have been questioned
a long 
long time ago.
You act as if you know me
and force your love onto me
but if I was smart-
which I'm about to be
I leave, head forward,
hear you running after me-
except this time, no looking back
no clenching your hand,
no forgiving.
You abused my trust,
spat out those lies
so unbelievable.
How I could fall for someone like you?
Some guy like you
some coward.
I tilt my hat with respect and dismiss you-
and all your love
and all your pity-
because I'm beginning to think you pitied me
and how I now pity myself
your intoxicating lines deceive you
and I'm certain now I don't need you
I'm certain now I never had you
and I beg for you to just go.
Stay far away-
just one wish, 
I don't even want the other two
because you took my heart once, 
I dismissed it
but now, you steal my heart a second

and I'm now the fool
the fool with her eyes swollen shut
the fool who falls to easily
the fool who regrets the good
because the bad never ends
the fool who loved you
and the fool who thought maybe,
just maybe,
there was a chance
you loved me back.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Loving Iii Avatar
October 10, 2011 at 10:11 PM
eye's swollen shut? thats not love that's lust ans abuse. john
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