Remember remember the 18th of September
On the second decade and year later
He said he was tired of my sorries
Of asking my selfish stubborn self
He said he could not get himself to see me again
I told my friends I was single
That he was being an ass and selfish
That all he cared for was himself
That maybe I was just a stepping stone
They told me to leave him alone
Not to call him or text g=him
That I was worth better
Far much better than him
I remember he was the best
Among all of them
I dint want them
I dint want the best I just wanted him
I wanted to cry
I begged my tears to come so I would
Get rid of this pain.
I remember love was about sacrifice, tolerance, acceptance
I was willing to tear myself up for him
So I could get him again
And so I called and apologized
I apologized for being a selfish un-understanding bitch as he called me
I wanted him back
It was a day after
I wanted him back for good
I texted and told him that
He said I fucked up
“One last chance”
“never”
He denied having anything to do with me
He was not going to that way ever again.
I sulk, at the idea of him, leaving
His burning eyes
If he really loved me why was it easy for him to say never?
How is it possible he left with no hesitation
And so I ask what exactly is love?
mercyceci 