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Love That Never Grew

The worst feeling is being lonely in a room full of people Only feeling love and happiness under that church steeple Going home and not feeling like that’s where you belong Wondering what you did, and where things went wrong You are becoming angrier as time passes by Watching the way, you loved me slowly start to die You promised me many things and those very quickly ended Our vows where a joke to you like you only just pretended You always said you loved me but that is not what love is I always put my needs and feelings always after his I was made to give up so many things I never wanted too My thoughts and dreams never mattered it was only ever about you It made you feel good trying to blame your behavior on me The truth finally came out and it wasn’t hard to see You watched me bend then break, and you never cared You left me at my lowest point, I was in the dark and scared You were supposed to grab my hand and help pull me out I stayed there all alone, yourself is who you cared about My heart over time became so lonely and so cold My thoughts and feelings became secrets that always stayed untold You got mad that I could not let go of your behavior in the past But the present is the same movie along with the same cast I had hoped one day this would all end, that you would finally change Now I know that’s not the case so it’s time to rearrange Letting you go, I know it is going to hurt to my core But there is nothing no longer worth staying for I will pick up the pieces and continue my life forward Happiness is the goal I will fight going towards I really wanted to spend the rest of my life with you But this is the end of our love that never grew Lindsey Eaton

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