Wow. So this came out a bit more bitter and cheeky than I’d originally intended. Wonder what that means…
As I try to wrap my head around everything you said
You wear your truth like a sword, but that’s not the whole story, is it?
Well, you really had me believing, but I guess I can’t even trust these feelings anymore
After all these years, after all this time
I’d put all my hope in you
But you turned out to be someone I barely knew
And after all you’ve done, I have to laugh ’cause you wonder why you’ll always be alone
So I’ll try to hide my hate-your-guts, you-could-never-be-enough smile as I walk home
Alone
How could you ever be so cold
With your words that cut like a knife?
I tried to be honest, but maybe that was my mistake
Putting all my faith in you only to lose it all
When it was your words that burned my eyes come the morning light
After all these years, after all this time
I used to think hope could come true
But you turned out to be someone I barely knew
And after all you’ve done, I have to laugh ’cause you wonder why you’ll always be alone
So I’ll try to hide my hate-your-guts, you-could-never-be-enough smile as I walk home
Alone
It’s sad to see I’ve wasted all my best on you
When giving me the least of you turned out to be more than you could ever do
After all these years, after all this time
I’d put all my hope in you
But you turned out to be someone I barely knew
And after all you’ve done, I have to laugh ’cause you wonder why you’ll always be alone
So I’ll try to hide my hate-your-guts, you-could-never-be-enough smile as I walk home
Alone
After all you’ve done, guess you don’t have to wonder why you’ll always be
Alone
xoxo,
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Andhari says
But this is soooo beautiful, while sad at the same time. And it happens to a lot of women I know, including me a while back. It's always painful being taken for granted. 🙂
Thunderroad79 says
I find that most poems write themselves. How it came out is how it is supposed to be – your true emotions coming out. That is what art does – draws us out. Beautiful!
ROBIN says
wow! this is me right now….or for the past 5years speaking of someone close to me…
did you write this? It is awesome.
xo