Limerence is my specialty
Gold medal in cognant dissonance
My inner child graduated with a master's
In toxic empathy
An accomplished codependent martyr
I talk to myself too much now
Although the silence is growing on me
That early akward phase is over
But sometimes it's too heavy so I talk to you Like you're still here
I'd recognize your writing anywhere
The fancy swoops and loops
But everytime a bomb hits my heart
I Soothe it with a happy memory
Or a mundate one that touched me harder than most
The simple little things I miss
My love is mine to hold
It does not need reciprocation.
Validation
Confrontation
It lives deep within and I feed it hope
I find solace knowing you can never take it from me
Even if you hate me
Enough to start a new life
And I know that deep down you'll never forget me
As far as you run
As fake as you are
But I'm sad that I never truly knew you
The man I loved was a role you played
In a series that was abruptly canceled
Mid season
The words we spoke,
once priceless
Now feel cheap and secondhand
And when I'm hurting bad
It's hard not to question they're authenticy
Was it ever real?
Did you ever love me?
Or is it exactly what I feared?
Convenience and desperation
Sitting in the returns basket
Wondering where you went and why.
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