For someone so nurturing to others
You sure are disloyal to me
Why is it
That you come so
Yet, when I finally snag a glance
Of you, Love…
You turn your back
Without a glance into my eyes
Without a touch of your hand to mine.
Love, do I even know you?
Will I ever know you
If you refuse
To make contact
Are you real, Love?
Are you real?
The Love I imagined wouldn’t watch me suffer
While they turned around to leave
To spare themselves the suffering
Would you do that, Love?
The Love I imagined wouldn’t take pieces of me away
And take pieces that I would
Love wouldn’t even want.
Why did you do this to me.
Why did you break everything my heart had.
You aren’t Love, Love.
I don’t know you.
Please leave, Love.
Don’t come back.
Until you tell me who you really are.
Then, I’ll know what to expect...