It’s been a year
One whole year
One whole year of this
Horrible nagging
And one thing is clear
It’s not over yet
Not quite yet
One year ago
I was landed a blow
And the blow reappears
Not to say I was over it
Far from
Not to say I was innocent
Far from
Not to say there was lack of
Some healing, some growth
Some revision, some owning of wrongs
Yet here we are
Standing here
Staring in silence
And waiting for someone
To open the gate
And still here we stand
Still we stand
So many words I’ve been
Meaning to tell you
And now gone away
Not to mean I won’t say them
No sir
Not to say this is over
Not quite
Here we are at a standoff
Both hating, both loving
Both wanting to have what we lost
It’s been a year
A year since we lost what we thought we had
Time to recover
To decide what to do with the memories
Time to move on
To leave you behind and get on with my life
And yet here we are
Here you are
The truth is I love you
I never stopped
You’re always inside me
Tucked away in my heart
And I should be stronger
I should be wiser
I should be able
To give you the words
You’re wanting to hear
It’s been a year
A year since you lied and you broke my heart
Time to decide
If I forgive you or not
Time to move on
To leave you behind and get on with my life
And yet here we are
Here you are
I gave you my life
At your request
I gave you my love
Til I had nothing left
You took my life, you took my love
And you threw it back in my face
You thought I was stupid
A child, naive
You thought you were clever
That I couldn’t see
That you were screwing above me while I was asleep
Every time I love, they run
Every time I give, they go away
Every time I choose to open my heart
I become a game that you want to play
Then throw me away
It’s been a year
And in that time, I’ve hardened my heart
One whole year
And I still find myself falling apart
I don’t deserve
To live in the hell I’m in
If forgiveness is divine
Then let me live in sin
I’ve been played too much
To let anyone in
A year’s gone by
And still I can’t win
I love you
I hate you
Get out of my life
Out of my head
About the Creator
Preston Dildine
I am passionate about a great many things. Why choose one, when you can write about them all?
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