Your hurtful game

A poem to an exgirlfriend... the kind that made me promise not to seek the girl i now love

you said you loved me

but our faux love was child like

unable to focus on anything

unable to make it last

it was fleeting

and probably never even there

 

but still i cared for you

even after i found out,

you were playing me

 

I was a game to you

 

The girl you pretended to be

she was perfect

and she was real

 

you modeled yourself

after someone i could love

but you made a mistake

you introduced us

 

It was then that all your lies

began to crumble

the walls you built between

emotion and reason

caught fire

burned to ash

 

Then i saw you

for who you truely were

 

The promises i made you

faded from my mind

 

like a glowstick

carried from the dark

into the bright sunlight

I could no longer see

what made you special

because what made me love you

was a false and utter lie

 

so see now the pages that i tore

straight from the very heart of me

 

Reviews

[Nathan Durham]

That was amazing. This exemplifies the flowing style of yours that makes me enjoy and relate to your writing. I have felt this way many times in the past. You are an excellent writer.

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I really like it! I like your real and true emotion. I'm sorry, (even though I didn't do this to you) and I have known this pain also. Hope you the best!!!

Krista