20 October 2012
#youngwritershousehold @Davedave16 #mug
You stare me down as I glance down You seem to chuckle while I frown In the grief and sadness I have drowned But I won't do it anymore.
I throw the mug of coffee down to the floor, Screaming, "This is it, I can't take anymore!! Please, just go, right there's the door!" You killed this so called love.
You start to frown and get teary eyed "Love, what's wrong? What is it that I-" "Don't call me that anymore!" I say as I begin to cry. "Please leave. You've made my life a hell.
"I know it was you who killed him Out of spite, out of jealousy, and with my life dim You came because you 'loved' me, like 'Poor Kim!' Well I don't love you, I loved him."
"How could you accuse me!" he throws down his cup. "I always thought I found you 'cause I had good luck." "I know you did it, even though they gave up. I never ever stopped searching."
His hand his raised as if to hit me, But his eyes grow soft, as if filled with sudden simpathy. "I loved you too much, I'm so sorry." And then he left and never came back.
I really shouldn't had loved him from the start, But my pain was burden, away from them he helped me part. But this news doesn't help my broken heart Like the broken glass of the mugs on the floor.
Lost Love, New Love, Fake Love • Opuss № I