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when love becomes nothing

I wonder what went through my mind,
if I was desperate or actually meant it,


there are these moments,
where I don't get myself
or why I ever bothered hurting over
certain things

It's true,
I loved you, you'll always be beautiful
but, I mean, in question,
did I ever actually feel anything
true for you?

Do I still?

No, not anymore
that's why I'm not around
because there's nothing there,
to hurt or to heighten

there's no sex, no heart, no love,
in truth, I'm cold around you,
it's all just me being a friend
why'd I ever push beyond that?

my impatience led me to a dead end

I know there must have been a point
but, I can't find it
and after all is said and done,
I just want to erase that chapter from my past

not because I'm ashamed
but because,

I just don't care about it anymore.

Author notes

Somedays, you will cry over someone thinking you'll never get over them, that they were one of the best in your life and whatnot. Then one day, you wake up knowing that after so much has been between you two, that you should always care so much, that it should always feel the same and matter.

But you'll be surprised, when you realize, you don't really care at all anymore and you'll be amazed to watch a deep love diminish into nothing, barely even friendship.

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  • Still Standing gold member
    February 27, 2009

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    SO TRUE

    I cant believe this, your writes touch me so deeply and it's like you are seeing through my eyes. I just had a break-up from a relationship I pushed (I admit) but for good reason I thought (or hoped) it would work. Now we don't even speak to each other, this is someone I wanted to give the world to literally someone I wanted to share whatever I have with, I don't feel that way too often so I know at least what I felt was real, and what I'm feeling about them now is real too the last sentence of your poem!!! Great work!