Torn...

There's nothing worse then a woman's scorn.
To be told you're loved, only to have your heart torn.

To be given hope, then played a fool,
All I can think was I just a crutch or stepping stool.
All because, I couldn't help, falling in love with you.

You said you loved and wanted me,
You made believe there was possibility,
For you and me, you said what will be, will be,
Then why the hell are you leaving me?

Your going back to her and trying again?
What happen to "Our love will never end?"
Or "I love to touch you again and again?"
Was everything just pretend?

You've shattered my dreams and broken my heart,
To think I gave it to you, from the very start,
Only for you to, pull it out and tear it apart.

So, all this time you've had her on your mind?
Damn I could I have been so blind?
I truly believed you left her behind,
To move on with your life and finally be mine.

You said she didn't love you anyway
And that it was better for you that way.
But all a long you still loved her anyway.

I guess I just didn't want see,
All the clues that were right in front of me.
I guess I just wanted you desperately,
And truly wanted to believe,
There was a chance for you and me.





Poetry by Myleena
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Written on 2007-01-14 at 06:53

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betsy Firefly
It really does hurt when love is or becomes one-sided.Or that we perhaps have just been blinded, as you say.

You express your 'lost love' poems well.
2007-01-17