Poems about Love

bruise

I wish I could go back in time,
I wish to be newly born
with no dreams, no hope, and no love for you.
I wish to take you out of myself with my bare hands.

For I'm standing right here
with my chest torn open
so you can see my fragile heart
exactly the way it is.
I'm right here
giving you all I can,
but you don't seem to let your walls down.

Yet I stand here with my knuckles bruised
for I gave you my everything,
and yet you made me feel used.

So tell me, was it my fault that I found home in your chaos?
Perhaps I was made for you,
but you were made for someone else.

And now, I don't know why,
but without you, the days feel quiet.
I try to write,
so many emotions, so much to say.
Yet somehow, the pages remain white.