William F Glennon
The Fool - Poem by William F Glennon
You took the best part of me.
Now I feel the fool, the efforts I made
were genuine and true.
The consequences grew not seeing enough of you.
Your emotional silence was the deepest cut.
Love is no longer give and take. It's become
a game with your heart at stake.
I have denied the truth. I was a fool.
Does anybody really know what are the rules?
Love is heartache and pain.
Searches for love become in vain.
I don't want to need you, I
know I can't have you. I was never
good enough for you and you were
never good enough for me.
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