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I don't know what I'm feeling anymore. He loves me, so why can't I let myself love him too? What's holding me back? And he says he loves me too, so why am I so wary of his love, and often left feeling unfulfilled and deserted? I don't love me right now, and when I look in the mirror I don't recognize this person in front of me anymore. My nights are filled with stolen kisses and drunken *** yet I'm always left alone at the end of it. And it's then, when I'm lonely and tearful that I question everything, most of all myself.
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Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 12:37 AM UTC
A Tale of Two Lovers
I don't know what I'm feeling anymore. He loves me, so why can't I let myself love him too? What's holding me back? And he says he loves me too, so why am I so wary of his love, and often left feeling unfulfilled and deserted? I don't love me right now, and when I look in the mirror I don't recognize this person in front of me anymore. My nights are filled with stolen kisses and drunken *** yet I'm always left alone at the end of it. And it's then, when I'm lonely and tearful that I question everything, most of all myself.
Amberlynne
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Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 12:37 AM UTC
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