I can’t say it.
I can’t say that I love him.
I can’t tell him why.
I have to wait and fake it,
Fake my faux love for him.
I won’t break his heart now.
For the day of valentine’s approaches.
I am a horrible person to do this.
For three more days I have to play this terrible game.
I took his heart in my hand and tossed it,
As if it was only a toy.
There is a throbbing pain in my stomach,
Because of the hurtful things that are to come.
I hate myself for leading him on,
Leading him to believe that his feelings for me were mutual.
No matter how hard I tried I could not bring myself to love him.
I don’t think I ever could.
I don’t think I ever will.
Comments
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Great title! Very emotional hard hitting piece you have here. Most can relate, been on both sides of that fence...such is life, we hurt, get hurt and grow from it...
If we dont grow from it...if we dont learn...then we will surely repeat history.
But if this guilt is real and not just a poem... (yeah I hate when people just assume everything I write is about me personally! lol....and here I am ALMOST doing that to you! ) ...well if it makes you feel any better, what you did he will do to someone too (most likely) ....human nature.
and its easy to lead someone on...who doesnt want attention, affection, to be wanted??
...ok...as per this ramble here... obviously....its quite thought provoking!
Great write!
Jamie
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Uh oh. I am so sorry. I don't know who you are speaking of in this one though? lol...I guess thats okay though. This is a good poem. It has strong emotion and it flows beautifully.
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