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I loved you I loved you so much it hurt Your words had such an impact you made me believe I was perfect. Your soft touch The way your hand engulfed mine The way your hugs made me feel like I was floating. The problem was your anger Your short temper Lack of patience. The way you would grab my wrists The glare from your piercing eyes The words that left bruises on my heart. I am conflicted I want to hold you I want to be by your side. Even after the way you treated me I know I’m wrong to feel this way I know I shouldn’t feel like this. The thought of you brings me anxiety Yet seeing you in the hall brings me ease, Until I remember those broken eyes of yours are my fault. I can’t feel like this anymore I’m sure you don’t feel remorse Why should I feel like this when you are perfectly fine. I shouldn’t have let you in I should have kept my walls up I should have been more protective of my oh so fragile heart. I suppose the only thing left for me to say Is how I hope you don’t treat anyone else this way They might not be as passive.
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Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 10:33 AM UTC
My First Love
I loved you I loved you so much it hurt Your words had such an impact you made me believe I was perfect. Your soft touch The way your hand engulfed mine The way your hugs made me feel like I was floating. The problem was your anger Your short temper Lack of patience. The way you would grab my wrists The glare from your piercing eyes The words that left bruises on my heart. I am conflicted I want to hold you I want to be by your side. Even after the way you treated me I know I’m wrong to feel this way I know I shouldn’t feel like this. The thought of you brings me anxiety Yet seeing you in the hall brings me ease, Until I remember those broken eyes of yours are my fault. I can’t feel like this anymore I’m sure you don’t feel remorse Why should I feel like this when you are perfectly fine. I shouldn’t have let you in I should have kept my walls up I should have been more protective of my oh so fragile heart. I suppose the only thing left for me to say Is how I hope you don’t treat anyone else this way They might not be as passive.
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18/Non-binary
Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 10:33 AM UTC
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