Fraction of a Second
It takes a fraction of a second to
open your mouth and say
"I love you."
It takes a lifetime to recover
when he didn't really
love you.
But you love him,
he plays you against yourself because
he "loves you."
If you break it off,
he'll kill himself,
because he "needs you."
You love him,
though he played your fear,
and you are stuck.
But your life can't suck,
that's what your mouth is
meant to do.
Not meant to have an opinion
not meant to have a say,
because he loves you
he "wants you."
And when you end it,
when you try not to look back,
his easy lies will
continue to pry
into your best friends' minds.
In no time,
people in the hall call you cheater,
and you don't know why.
But he said he loved you,
and you left him.
That's what they know,
they don't believe what you know.
Then you find somebody,
someone who listens to your cries
on the phone at Midnight
because you believe,
you brought all of this on yourself.
You find someone,
who calms you when your mind
is spinning, you are unable to find
a reason to try to live your life.
They are the one to take away the knife,
they are the one who knows
how you struggle.
And when you speak,
they do not place a muzzle.
Because they love you,
they truly love you,
They listen, never question,
when you say you aren't ready
for three words
that take a fraction of a second to say
"I love you."