DistanceA Poem by Austin_MeehanDistance
“It’s okay.”
I can still feel it, The way your lips touched mine. Without meaning. Without feelings. I missed them. Your kisses. Your attention.
My heart.
I saw it. The way your eyes drifted to others. Never straying to mine. Never filled with the same spark. Always dull. Lifeless. Loveless.
It hurts.
You would say it. Those three words. Not to me. Never to me. To the others. They always got your love. I got your hate. Your anger. Always.
“You don’t have to love me.”
You gave me orders. Never to be near you. Never to hold hands. Not in public. We did not know each other. They would get the wrong idea. “We’re just friends,” you would say. You were embarrassed. To be seen. With me.
I can’t.
I was your puppet. You pulled the strings. And I obeyed your commands. You never loved. Not me. Never me. I was your toy. Something you knew you were going to throw away someday.
Take it.
It’s all a game. Of feelings. Of pain. Of love. Of hate. You are the queen. I am your pawn. Just a body in your war of abuse.
“No one ever does.” © 2018 Austin_Meehan |
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