The Good-Bye - Poem by Kathryn Rejdych
You told me to move on,
so i was trying to.
We still saw eachother though we were through.
At first i still had those feelings i once had,
but as the weeks went on they faded.
And then when i was finally ready to move on
you pulled me back in.
By telling me what now were lies.
Whats different from this time to the last?
Its that I wont cry.
You think you can play me by saying you want me then you dont.
If it all was really out of jealousy,
then you wouldnt of said all those things:
'you miss me, you want me back, you had plans for us'
Well those plans you had now are gone to shit
and its all because of you.
If sometime in the future you want me back,
it wont be as easy ive lost all trust in you.
The feelings that we once shared,
they seemed so strong;
like nothing could come between us
and nothing could go wrong.
You were my addiction i loved you,
I couldnt get enough of you.
But i guess it was all to good to be true.
Whats happening now its emotionally draining
Nobody said any of this was going to be easy,
but i was willing to try...
I had convinced myself that over doesnt mean over,
I had convinced myself that nothing would ever tear me away
and i had convinced myself that we'd look back
and laugh at this one day.
Its too late for apologies.
I'm gonna take some time to heal.
And i got to keep it cool, i wont break down.
You wont see me cry, not this time.
Im not going to let you walk all over me,
I deserve better than that,
I dont deserve to be treated like that.
So for now there will be no more 'hold on we can make its'.
Love was once here but now its not apart of me.
And apart of me wants to stay with you
and the other is telling me to go.
Now i just want to take it back,
just take it all back...
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