The past is my poetry
and my foolishness, my fuel
I loved with hope
I loved with joy
I loved with all my heart
I played an open hand

and lost.

I stood up again.
and lost again
to the simple smile

a smile so beautiful
so innocent
and yet so dreadfully deceiving
sparking a sense of hope
for hopeless love.

But I was a fool
Walking into a cave of cruelty
stuck in a prison of pain
And I didn't run
I waited.
Smiling and hoping for love

blinded by hope
blinded by "love"
my mind froze
while the seasons passed

The way I loved you
was unhealthy
corrupting the very core
of my character
it melted my loving heart
leaving only a puddle of tears

I still love you. I do.
but the way I love you
has changed.
I no longer hope.
Instead, I walk
with my head held high
granting my heart
to those who deserve it.