Destructive Art

I'm not sure if what I write is poetry, but I consider it to be. The poem says it all.

He's gone
Truly gone
But he was never truly mine
He lied
And didn't give me the passion I crave
That I read about
But still you were my first
Not love
My first incredible like
My first mutual
My first actual kiss
I let go for a bit with you
Tried to let loose
I tried to be your everything
When I was your something
I tried to have it all
But you just watched me fall
I ended it.
Over
Gone
Not a tear wasted
But now I'm here
Listening to tales that started like ours
And it hits me
In all the places that hurt
My heart
My gut
My throat swells, no words can form
My eyes sting
Over everything that never happened
Over the person I thought you were
I was sure you were going to be my love
But it all turned into a shove into my heart.
And darling lets just call that art
Destructive art
Because its easier for me to justify it
Then to deal with the reality
It's not like all the books
With immortality
Because it is not as simple
As that, you weren't my hero
Just another villain going and killing my heart
But darling you were my villain
And never again you shall be
Because that I'm sure
Would be the death of me.

Reviews

[Echoes of Eros]

What a brilliant darkness. You've painted love's shadows in shades of grey, and made a haunting reflection of the heart. And yes, scars forever tell the story of our lives.

[Maskedthoughts]

Thank you so much!

[Marina]

i love the way you capture the antagonist.. 'but darling you were my villain, and never again shall you be' sounds so striking

[Maskedthoughts]

Thank you!

[KeeD]

really like this piece..I like how destructive relationship can be looked at not as always a bad thing but a stepping stone to something better.. learning curb etc etc.. well written

[Maskedthoughts]

Thank you so much! You understood what I was getting at :)