What You Said - Poem by Stacey HudakGrant
You said you don’t know if you want me, you said you don’t even care.
But, when we’re alone, I swear, there are times when I still catch your stare.
You said that you love me and that I mean the world to you.
But, then, you do the unthinkable, what I thought you’d never do.
You said that you needed some space and some time, so I back off and leave you be.
And, you hook up with her in less than a month, already she’s replacing me.
You said “it’s not like that, she doesn’t get better, she doesn’t mean more than you”.
But, your actions and choices and lack of concern prove that statement untrue.
You said to be patient and not fall apart, my hurt you can not handle.
But, you also said she’s not better than me, that to me she can’t hold a candle.
And, yet here I sit pining and hurting for a love that I thought was mine,
While she gets Jade’s birthday, your feelings, your texts, and, ultimately, your time.
So, I’ll do what you asked and I’ll give you your space. You do whatever you’d like.
Because I love you I will hurt alone, I’ll do that for you, Mike.
But, remember our promises, our commitment, and our love.
Something you said no one else would ever come above.
Remember the faces of our children as you do the one thing you swore you’d never do.
Remember the deal that you have with our kids while you’re with her doing this and that,
That they would never have to hurt because they deserve better than our Dads.
And, we’ll wait for you. I’ll allow you to hurt me because I want you back.
We’ll live without a father and a husband and your love. For you we will lack.
We’ll deal with the pain of losing you, and I’ll suffer through how my heart burns.
And, we will be standing right here waiting for the day when you return.
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