I realize now
as I read your words dancing with the light of the screen,
I don't love you.
I wanted to be in love.
People seemed happy
when they are in love.
I wanted to be happy.
And being in love seemed
to take all the loneliness away.
It was then I remembered
the feeling buried with
forgotten memories.
I liked you.
And then I wanted to love you,
to love every inch
and every detail about you.
"I love you."
But I wasn't happy.
I wanted to be happy.
I thought if I loved you I would be happy.
"I loved you."
I wasn't happy.
I didn't love you.
I was merely caught up with the
idea of being in love,
of being in love with you.
Oct 11, 2019
Oct 11, 2019 at 12:03 PM UTC
I realize now
as I read your words dancing with the light of the screen,
I don't love you.
I wanted to be in love.
People seemed happy
when they are in love.
I wanted to be happy.
And being in love seemed
to take all the loneliness away.
It was then I remembered
the feeling buried with
forgotten memories.
I liked you.
And then I wanted to love you,
to love every inch
and every detail about you.
"I love you."
But I wasn't happy.
I wanted to be happy.
I thought if I loved you I would be happy.
"I loved you."
I wasn't happy.
I didn't love you.
I was merely caught up with the
idea of being in love,
of being in love with you.
