My unhandeled love.

I use to think you were the one for me,

That every inch of my life I was breathing for you.

I come to relies that you were the one who would soon trap me,

That I would soon fall under the spell that reminds me that I am a fool.

Is there any love at all-a portion at least.

That would love me the way you use to.

I don’t understand your way of controlling me.

I just assumed that you know that I am a person just like you.

I am not some dog you leave chained to a GMC,

I am your Husband that you forget so easily.

You use to touch every inch of my roots.

But you don’t anymore because you forget to love me.

You were the one I would die for as my face turns blue.

My life has ended with the questions still in me

For now I use to love you too.

Reviews

[RachelReaper]

This poem is good, but I think it would be better if you went back and checked some of your grammar errors. For example, you say "I use to" it should be "I used to" and "breithing" should be "breathing" and "relise" should be "realize" and "dont" should technically be "don't" and "asoomed" should be "assumed" If you go back and fix those and did a little more tweaking, this poem could be even better :)

[murrill]

Will do
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