to youyouyouyouyou

to youyouyouyouyou

A Poem by Abbie
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Your emotions do not make me any less of a person.
Yet you often forgot that when we were together and I can tell you forget that now.

I was no therapist for your troubled mind, yet you forgot that too.
How ironic that a mind four years younger than yours
was more intellectually and emotionally mature.

You manipulated me into staying with you,
as I was blinded by the words "soulmate" and "love of my life"
that we loved to throw around, apologizing after noticing my pain, 
yet never changing the behavior you were sorry for. 

Yes, I left you in the town I was trying to forget
and of course I regret bringing you any pain. 
For the first time, it was my turn to be truly selfish,
and boy, did I run with that feeling.

But did we really have something worth salvaging?
Did an online, long-distance relationship that was condemned by my parents
(who I love and respect more than anything) and built on empty promises for the future
actually make you want to stay?

You are allowed to feel whatever you need to feel and react in whichever way settles your uneasy heart,
but you can't be mad when I do the same thing. 

I'm sorry I hurt you,
but that is the only thing I'm sorry for. 

© 2019 Abbie


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this is pretty good. but i'm afraid to critique this because i'm afraid you'll critique me too and you're like an allstar at idenifying people with mixed-emotions, which i have. i don't think i've ever manipulated people, but i'm still afraid of you. stay aggressive :)

Posted 4 Years Ago



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A Poem by Abbie


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A Poem by Abbie