Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

He doesn't love her, at least not yet
But he doesn't love me and that's an ache in my chest
Our breakup didn't break me
No shattering, no earthquakes, no hurricanes
Which is not to say it didn't hurt, because it did
And that's not to say I didn't cry, those tears were shed
But the pain wasn't deafening
A dull, hollow ache instead of a shockwave

He doesn't love her, at least not yet
But she's good for him right now 
What he wants
Maybe even what he needs
He needed me once, really needed me
Not just this dependence linked horror we have become
I don't want to need him anymore,
But I don't know how to let go

He doesn't love her, at least not yet
But he wants her
And it's killing me
Crushing my heart under the weight of this unrequited love
Now comes the earthquakes, now comes the aftershocks
Now comes the knife between my ribs,
Piercing heart and lungs until I drown in my pain

But with all that pain maybe comes freedom,
Maybe comes healing
Maybe comes happiness, after it all