Break Up

Break Up

A Poem by Becca

Was it a lie?
Was anything you said true?
I feel so lost and confused.
I wish I never fell in love with you.
Because it's always the same.
Every time around.
I end up heart broken and unfixable.
And every time you talk to me
After all that time we were done.
I'm so quick to take you back.
Why am I so stupid like that?
Because all I want if for you to love me.
But that distance, miles and states.
It drives me nuts,
Knowing that someone else could be in your arms.
And that it can never be me.
For I will most likely never be able
To get where you are.
It tears me up inside.
And I don't think I can take this anymore.
I'm making a river,
Of those salty, cold tears.
And they're all for you.
Sometimes I wonder,
What anyone sees in me.
Or what made you choose me to fool with.
These are real feelings.
I don't think you know how much this hurts me.
But I think it should be officially over.
No going back and forth.
No break up and make up.
You need someone for you.
That lives near you.
And I need someone for me.
But as we all know,
There is never anyone for me.
For I am broken to the point where I can't be fixed.
I've loved and lived in that love.
But it hurts more to love than anything else.
I will always be yours, when you call.
But I'll always be in pain,
Knowing that I won't be in your arms as fast as I want to be.
So forgive me and forget me.
It's for the best.
And if I'm making a mountain out of a mole hill...
Please stop me now from hurting us both.
I worry and I wonder.
It's who I am.
But those two things always get me in trouble and broken even more.
So again, if I'm making a big fuss over nothing,
Stop me now.
And if not,
forgive me and try to forget...

© 2013 Becca


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Added on August 26, 2013
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Becca
Becca

Rochester, NY



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