Do you really?
I Love You,
those three words solidify,
a new life full of magnificence and happiness,
or unexplainable catastrophe.
With you,
I could not deny it wasn't true,
the three words you said to me,
I replied unto you,
were not lies told as the truth.
The first time we meet,
I believed you were my future.
Not only did I LOVE you,
I LIVED you.
Soon you became my life force,
my only priority,
becuse that's what you wanted.
Your wishes became my only commands.
I was blinded by the feeling,
by the kisses that only leaked your evil,
your greed,
and that signified my signature
on a contract I was oblivious to signing.
Your arms were supposed to be my safety,
yet they only encompassed your prize,
I was a trophy that became a zombie,
that new nothing else,
but to follow you.
I Love you,
those words became,
my poison,
linking my weak heart to yours,
the heart that just wanted to take.
I will LOVE you forever,
but as long as I am alive,
I no longer need you,
because of your attempts to keep me,
to isolate me,
the knock down my dreams,
to pull me from myself,
I know how great life is,
being alone.
Goodbye My love.
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