I wish I could hate you. No one would blame me if I did. I’ve turned into an angry shrew. Screaming your name, looking stupid.
You broke your promise. Where were you when I needed you the most? I never did have your confidence And now your memory is my intimate ghost.
She wanders silently Teasing, Taunting, Whispering sweet words shaking me violently.
She knows her effect on my heart. She can hear it break every time we talk. She knows I’m falling apart. Making it hard to speak, To breathe. My knees are buckling. I can’t move my feet. I can’t walk.
At least she is here And as long as I’m breathing She won’t leave me. My memory of you keeps her close And I will never be alone.
A poem to my ex who I would give any thing to hate but can't bring myself to do it.