Love Lost

I was told she wouldn't love me til I had let go.
Oh how they was right.
Because now that my love is dead & gone, she stands at the grave where my love for her wanders on.
Hoping it'll find a home within her heart but it wants no part.
She stands there with eyes full.
Feeling like a fool.
Because she took advantage & i'll admit that it's hard for me to understand it.
She didn't want me til now because it's certain she's lost me.
I don't get why it took a loss for her to realize what she could've gained.
She wants to know if it'll ever return to her but we'll never be again.
I can't lie tho.
I hate that i'm writing this poem.
It hurts.
But i've watched from a far & i've seen that she hurts even more.
Creating oceans with her tears & trying to drown her emotions in them.
But they stay afloat.
She was so concentrated on making me believe she had let me go.
That she never believed it herself.
And now it's hard for her to believe that i'm gone.
She hasn't left my grave since that day.
I used the blood from my heart to write out my final goodbye.
She thought it was like every other time til she noticed the feeling was missing in her life.
The feeling I speak of is the love I had for her.
She feels like she's being tortured but she doesn't see what she was doing to me.
She don't see the agonizing pain she put me thru.
And now she has the audacity to feel that she doesn't deserve to feel this too.
This girl is confused.
She stands at the grave where my love was buried.
Hoping to feel it as its spirit wanders around.
But I don't really care about the pain she's experiencing because how could she wait to love me til now.
I hate that i'm writing this poem.
I hate that I was forced to move on.
Now I have to go & find somebody else to love.
When all I ever wanted was to be with her