It just isn't in me
Doesn't feel like it's right
Although you hurt my heart
In plain vast open sight
All the years I spent hoping
Some of them big, some small
They fed my attachment to you
You swiftly obliterated them all
My friends viewed me as insane
Thought I was losing my marbles
Over some non existential connection
Words about you on paper I'd warble
I should hate and detest you
Spit on the images of your face
Set on fire the part in my heart
Where you occupied a big space
I won't allow your dismissal
To shatter me into pieces
My soul will fend off the wounds
Till the memory of you ceases
Jan 6, 2020
Jan 6, 2020 at 11:46 AM UTC
It just isn't in me
Doesn't feel like it's right
Although you hurt my heart
In plain vast open sight
All the years I spent hoping
Some of them big, some small
They fed my attachment to you
You swiftly obliterated them all
My friends viewed me as insane
Thought I was losing my marbles
Over some non existential connection
Words about you on paper I'd warble
I should hate and detest you
Spit on the images of your face
Set on fire the part in my heart
Where you occupied a big space
I won't allow your dismissal
To shatter me into pieces
My soul will fend off the wounds
Till the memory of you ceases