After All

After All

A Poem by Meg Craft
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A poem written after a breakup I went through.

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I remember our many memories
Through watery eyes
That’s right, I cry
And that fact I won’t deny
After all this time, I still cry
I cry, weep, wail, bawl
Only now to think that you didn’t love me after all

I gave you so much of me
Hoped for things I know now will never be
And from all I gave you, from the memories, I try to flee
For my heart has no more delight and glee
So leave me be, I’ll bang my head against this wall
Because I don’t think you really loved me after all

I shiver and shake
I miss you so much
The way our hands together clutched
And the tiny kisses on my cheek
I almost think that I may shriek
To know at one point I didn’t see my future as bleak
So on my hands and knees I crawl
Since I don’t think you really loved me after all

You really put on a great charade
You made me really believe
That someone like you could love someone like me
You ruined my love for the one I love now
I’m so scared to give him my heart
For fear he’ll be like you and rip it apart
I’ve lost all trust, and you turn your head as I fall
I really think you didn’t love me after all

Your gone, so far away from who you were
I don’t know you anymore
My heart and mind filled with hate and gore
The one I have now, oh, he loves me so
But there is one last thing I have to know
Why did you kill forever and always? I ask, almost dead on the floor I sprawl
Did you really love me after all?

© 2012 Meg Craft


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Added on August 30, 2012
Last Updated on August 30, 2012
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Meg Craft
Meg Craft

Boone, NC



About
My name is Meg. I am nineteen with a lover named literature and an affair with music. I have old writing up here from middle/high school that's probably pretty cringey. Feel free to peruse it for a g.. more..

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