What We Said Poem by Brittany Quail

What he said was:
'I love you'

What I wanted to say was:
'If you loved me would you have lied?
would you have talked to her like I was nothing?
would you have pretended that you didn't
talk to her anymore?

would you invite her to your house?
(in secret of course)
did you think it was alright because I didn't know?
would you have told her she was hot?
NOT just pretty (that's bad enough alone) but,
'seriously hot'?

would you have sat there and spent time with her
knowing that I was somewhere, CRYING?
knowing that it made my heart BLEED?
knowing that I wasn't just jealous,
but TORN APART?

would you let me stay here now,
aching and sore from hours
of crying,
throwing things,
punching walls?

I AM SICK OF YOU! '

What I said was:
'I love you, too.'