Tell Me Why

Tell Me Why
You don’t look happy, not laughing, not even a smile, tell me why.
You looked over at me, with those bright blue yearning eyes.
We haven’t talked much, or even actually seen eachother in a while.
Do you miss me baby? Now that I’m happy you miss me? Seems to be the style. Continue reading

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wake up

wake up,
awaken from these reality filled dreams,
dreams of ever thinking he ever loved you.
Objects,
all you were, was an object of a narcissist’s play box.
He’d play with you when bored, and throw you around when angry.
Is that what you call love? really?
Wake up

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I Do Not Love Thee

I do not love thee!—no! I do not love thee!
And yet when thou art absent I am sad;
And envy even the bright blue sky above thee,
Whose quiet stars may see thee and be glad.
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