Why do you think it's so easy
To go back into the past?
You think the obvious thing to do
is return like nothing happened
pretend this was never something more
act like nothing changed
We're not the same people we were
months ago before it all started.
Do you not understand
the position you're putting me in?
How can you
spend months at my side
allowing me to create
such beautiful delusions
about us,
then swiftly send me crashing down
and expect me to come crawling back to you
only to be friends?
A dear companion?
Please
Don't say such things.
You've always had this special way
of making such beautiful words
hurt so badly
Somehow, you never fail
to make such sweet things
sound so bitter
Even now, you say you don't want to lose me
But you don't intend to hold me close
Perhaps it's just my selfishness
Getting in the way
But when you care for me like this
I'd rather you just hate me.
Spew vile things at me
Hurt me
Ruin my life.
Treat me with cold, unrelenting cruelty.
It would never hurt as much
As being your friend
And pretending I don't
still love you.
YOU ARE READING
~|:|~Poems~|:|~
PoetryJust a few poems I put together throughout quarantine because I had nothing better to do with my life. Quick warning, some of these deal with dark themes and mental illnesses, such as suicide and self-harm. If you are sensitive to these sorts of top...
