Dear, The One Who Could Not Listen

If you are here to understand, 

If you are here to listen, 

Cover your ears, and solely rely upon your vision.

I am not a woman of many words,

For I use my words wisely.

I wouldn't waste my breath

If a man would not listen kindly.

So here I take pencil to paper

To write what I think should be said.

I am not here to cater,

Not here to lie to myself or you. 

I am here to speak nothing but the truth,

and may God help me to.

We met out of physical lust, 

The strongest lust,

and the most superficial.

I was a distant kind of crush,

It was simple.

When our lips met it was clear 

We were just children,

Laughing, enjoying life.

But when we stopped and listen,

Everything turned different.

I relied on you to be there everyday,

And sadly, you were the same.

We said we were in love,

But we were in love with shame.

Distance weakened us.

I became a slave to your touch.

You became accustomed to the pain

You would feel when I was away.

Slowly, but surely I became afraid,

Afraid of the truth, 

That those three words 

We just said to loose.

I love you.

    That much I know is true,

    But how much longer can I 

    Carry the weight

    That this weightless thing ensues.

You love me.

    That is clear to see,

    But how much longer can you believe

    That I am true,

    That I am clean

    Not long enough...

Then we can never be.