three little words

All I have left is three words for you

Correction, that is all you have left me with

Three little words comprised of 8 little letters have been left to summarize us

I suppose I should start at the beginning of our tale when we were both shiny and new

Back to when I first saw you and your electric eyes and I fell

I fell for your smile and your laugh and your wit and your charm

Back to when I had all my pieces in tact

But we were young and we let the world around us overtake us and turn us against each other

That’s when the first piece disappeared

The silence between us was deafening and the distance between us grew with every passing moment

In the darkness and the quiet, I whispered three little words, begging for you to hear me even though you were a lifetime away

Pleading that you would feel how i would feel

The second piece cracked at 3 o’clock in the morning on my bathroom floor

With tears running down my face and a dark road ahead

Time passed and you became a distant memory to me

It had been such a long time since I had seen you

That i almost forgot about those three little words

I almost forgot about the broken promises and the lies

I almost forgot about how it felt to have your eyes upon me

And what your smile looked like and what your laugh sounded like me

When i saw you again, it was like going back in time

For a moment, I thought I got my pieces back

I felt joy and I felt loved and I felt like everything was going to be okay

So when your hands traced the seams of my dress,

I offered a piece of myself to you

And you took it

I gave you a piece of me because I trusted you

Because i believed in you

Because i didn’t think you were the kind of person to leave

Without warning, without reason, without caring

So when I ended up back on my bathroom floor at 3 o’clock in the morning

With tears running down my face

I came to the realization that you hold my pieces

You hold my secrets

my dreams

my affections

and my love

Like they are your trophies for you to gloat over

you have left me with one piece

Just one

And that piece has 3 little words comprised of 8 little letters etched into it

What are those three little words?

I love you? I hate you? I miss you? I need you?

That is up for you to decide

Because I am going to keep this piece to myself

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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