I don't recognise you, your face is blurred in my thoughts.
do I still love you or am I feeling guilt?
sometimes I think I'll never stop loving you.
or maybe its the feeling.
you were my first
first love
first real friend
first person I made a home in and I overstayed my welcome.
maybe I took advantage of your hospitality?
maybe we both got ahead of ourselves?
maybe I shouldn't even be writing this.

You don't deserve my words, you don't deserve to live in my thoughts.
do I still love you or is it hate?
do I only think about you running to me so I can push you away?
so I can rip your heart out like you did mine?
so I can tell you how much better I am without you?

I don't recognise you, I've forgotten what you look like.
I remember I loved your smile.
I remember you held me when I was broken.
I remember you broke me.
I remember you told me we'd be together.
I remember when you said you wouldn't care if this was the last time you saw me.

how can I hate someone who taught me the meaning of love?
how can I love the person who let our love die?

how can I ever love again, the way I loved you.

Thank you for breaking my heart.
I lost myself in you and your absence lead me back to me.

Thank you for leaving me bare and broken.
I'd forgotten how to stand on my own two feet.
Now I remember to be strong because I have no other choice now that you've left me all alone.

Thank you for breaking all the promises you made, making me believe my whole life was within you.
Now I realise I have a life without you and it's just as beautiful.

On days like these I pray about you.
Put my faith in God that you'll come find me soon,
because honestly I'm missing you.

I'm missing having you here to hold me when I break down,
or when I'm cold or just need to feel your embrace.
It isn't the same holding someone you don't love.
You don't get that same feeling of warmth and safety and contentment.
Holding you feels like the world could end today and I wouldn't notice because its just me and you when I'm in your arms.

Your smile gives me hope, that there is innocence and light in this bleak world. And your laugh could breathe life back into a dead withering rose and paint it red again. And your kiss; feels like the world stopped spinning.

It's been so long since I last saw you.
I don't cry anymore but God, do I still love you,
till this day..

Some afternoons are spent staring outside of my bedroom window just waiting for your grand return.
I envision a car going past, revealing you standing across the road looking back at me or, looking for me..
Eyes finally meet, filled with the same passion that never left.

Other days I just pray God takes the pain away,
because I know you're never coming back for me.

Mornings on my own
Still wake up to you on my mind. The feelings never die.
Some days I feel empty, others I feel alive.
But always I wonder why, or what if.
What if we had tried?
Held on a little longer, it’s summer already outside.

I want to be with someone new.
Someone who understands and appreciates all I do.
Reciprocates the love I’m willing to give
And won’t leave me feeling so blue.

Love me first!
Why do you think I’m undeserving?
When have I ever deserted you?
I could never do you wrong.
Yet you don’t ever love me first.

You love and crave temporary people,
But I’ve been here all along offering what those people couldn’t, making promises and keeping them.
Yet still you can’t just love me first.

You want someone who knows you inside and out.
Here I am. Why don’t I count?
You want someone to give you unconditional love. I have tried for a lifetime, yet you reject it.

Stop giving titles to undeserving men.
I was your first love.
Or is my love not good enough? Not tangible enough? I can’t caress you like they can.
But I am real and I am here and I want to love you.

So please, let me love you and let yourself love me, first.