The Fantasy Behind "True Love"

The Fantasy Behind "True Love"

A Poem by Taylor_Anne_xoxo

i'm hurt...i guess that's all to say.


How is it,

the world continues to spin,

when I'm sitting here dying,

perhaps it's just me standing still,

but how am I suppose to get up off my knees,

when I'm still stuck,

in this point of dying,

you put me and left me in,

I guess that's what I get,

for falling so quickly,

and believing you,

when you said you loved me,

maybe I'm just naive,

or possibly I just don't know better,

but I do know one thing,

I loved you,

I love you still,

and I always will,

because I thought you were different,

that you'd be the one that wouldn't lie,

and would always be there when I fell apart,

I may not know,

if it was her,

or if it was your addiction to what kills me,

maybe even this was all fake,

just a plan to hurt me,

but I know that I'm dying,

and without you,

I don't even care,

that I won't see the sun rise tomorrow.

© 2009 Taylor_Anne_xoxo

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a sad piece, someone tricked into love, the last line 'i won't see the sun rise tommorow' just excellent.

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Added on November 30, 2009



Madison, ME

Okay so quick summary:My name is Taylor. I do consider myself "scene". I have O.C.D. (people think it's funny to f**k up the desks in class before i get there just to see me flip out) I have my moment.. more..