i asked him what he was thinking about

and like a movie he said

"you"

but it was not said with

kindness

and that was when i knew

it was over

i used to write poems

about hypothetical situations,

boys i barley knew,

dreams i had in my sleep,

crushes i had from afar,

dates i went on that never lasted,

friendships.

my poems were mostly fictional,

i was writing about things

i had never personally experienced,

i didn't have someone that opened me up

(so i pretended i did)

but then i met you

and now what i write is real

love and heartbreak

(you gave me those feelings)

so now i thank you

(because now i know)

i don't know what love is

i don't know if i believe in love

i don't know if i was in love with you


but i know you made me smile,

even through tears,

when i wanted to shout and sob,

you held me

and made me laugh.


but i know your arms

were the warmest blanket

i ever had the pleasure of knowing

keeping me safe and protected.


but i know you were there for me

when no one else was,

that i could tell you anything,

you would never judge me.


i don't know if what i felt was love,

but it was the closest to love

i have ever felt,

and i know that now,


my heart is broken.

i gave u my heart,

which i kept protected,

locked in a cage,

never to be touched


until i met you.


you had my heart

and played with it as you pleased

not caring how it would impact me

a twisted game.


until you let go.


and then the game became reality

when you told me

"i'm leaving"

and that was it.


the end.

You touched her while you held my heart in your hand
You made a pass at my friend while I was falling for you
You took my trust and you abused it

You thought you were invincible
You thought I was naive (you were right)
You thought you would get away with it (you were wrong)