literature

i hate myself and you aren't helping

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how do i tell you that you hurt me,
that every time you brush me off or mock me
or put someone else before me
you hurt me
how do i tell you without saying it in so many words?

it's painful because i would never;
i do everything in my power to avoid it
i say sorry first
i always want to be there
i do everything i can for you, everything you ask me to.
and yet you act the way you do.

it's like you're purposefully drifting away -
like a feather on the surface of a pond,
reaching for the other shore.

love is kisses and the scent of your skin and time spent together,
the feeling of your fingers entwined with mine,
seeing you smile when you show up at my door.
but love is meaning it, time after time,
no matter how repetitive the words or actions can get.
i still feel the sparks:
when you hold my hand,
when i look at you.

don't you?
I want to be dancing in the kitchen with you,
not sitting in bed writing poetry about how your jokes aren't all that funny sometimes.
If you don't want me around anymore, why can't you just say so to my face.
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Cookie-Jam's avatar
I am truly sorry you had to go through this. Perhaps it was a tough exterior intended to keep you by his side; to give you the impression that he didn't need you to stay to be happy, just so that you would. An extremely messed up and sadistic tendency that I have found to exist in the subconscious of people, unfortunately. I have just begun to see it myself. :( Positive vibes sent your way! And kudos for penning this down so well. :hug: