The opposite of I love you.

A poem about the hurt of losing him

For so long my youth had been full of broken promises

I told myself I wouldn't make any myself

Which is why I told myself to never tell you

So when you said it the first time I was confused 

Your trust in me gave me a new sense of vulnerability to you and soon the world   

I came to learn those words meant nothing to you even after I would tell you how much they meant to me 

I couldn’t bring myself to say them to my partners, my family, or my longest friends

But you, or god you, the man I looked to since the moment I met made me feel safe enough to express myself and share something so sacred 

We spend years happy like this living in our own words where the world meant something new to us, something we created for ourselves and decided to share

Now in my room; a place we have shared so many laughs, drinks, and stories I now shed tears 

I am unsure how to label this exact feeling, the only thing the comes to mind is the feeling the opposite of “I love you”

Author's Note

This is sad but oh well
Welcome to my first piece I'm very excited to hear input and meet new people