I Don't Love You

So sad, so characteristic.

When someone says ‘You’re the highlight of my day’
I wonder that it must be such a burden
Because when the doubt inside sows its seeds
there's no coming back from the pain

It's not love when feelings refuse to die
It's just a refusal of our better natures
I don't love you, I never did
but that doesn't mean I don't care

When a gesture is mistaken for affection
it's a bold mistake repeated many times
We're both so sad and that's the only thing
that ever really connected us

I don't want anyone
I don't want your love
I'm happier being miserable
because it's a fixed state of affairs

I want to be the postscript to your forgotten Sundays

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

Oh my, but this is bleak and truthful, I guess. Well-written but here's to Sunday morning breakfast not postscripts.