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I Do Not

I thought that I loved you 
That you loved me back 
But love is an elution
Minds greatest trick
I tried so hard I swear that I did
But I was on a losing streak
No you just did not see all that
We could have been
You just saw all that I could give to you
And you wanted for free
But nothing in this world is free
So you stole it all from me
Using love as a cover up
Trying to blind me from your greed
But the blind fold you used had whole
And I could see as well as anyone
I could see the greed and I could see
Your pockets filling with all my treasures 
But I turned the other cheek
I did not listen to what others had to say
But I knew all along you were just string me along
I was hoping you would see 
See all that we could have been
But my love was strong enough for you
And all the things I did for you never amounted to anything
But all things must end 
Although I said I would never leave
My back is the last thing you will ever see of me again
I cannot do it no more
I cannot be your toy
I’ve taken so much abuse from you
Although you will never see it that way
For a long time I thought I was to blame
I thought I did something wrong
That I was not good enough
Yet none of that is true
It is you blame should be placed upon
It is you that did so many things wrong
And it is you that is not good enough
We could have stayed friends 
You and me
All you had to do was tell me the truth
Even though the truth can hut
It can heal 
It is lies that are festering wounds that will never heal
It is so simple
To just speak the truth
Yet you chose to not speak at all
Leaving me to go mad with in my self
And I thought you were a man
But you’re nothing than a little boy 
Trying to walk in your fathers shoes
So I ‘am done with you
I will not crawl back
I will not cry
And most of all 
I do not love you

Copyright © Erica Szabo | Year Posted 2012

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