Just like that, he let me go, So unexpected, I was like ‘whoa!’ Not long ago he confessed his love for me, He made me believe we were meant to be, I turned a blind eye to differences and distance, What mattered was our story and its existence, Don’t worry about it, we’ll figure it out, That’s what he said, and I abandoned all doubt, I was terrified, yet I chose my heart over my mind, Impatiently, I put my past and my fears behind, I was eager to lose myself in someone’s affection, To feel desired, experience a profound connection, The beginning was ecstatic, or perhaps I was high, The air was euphoric, so I assumed I could fly, But of course it wasn’t real, a fairytale, a reverie, All the sweet talk and unspoken promises are treachery, In the name of love, we stab ourselves and bleed, Some false hope and fleeting joy is all we need, I realized my insignificance and I felt violated, It’s embarrassing to see your naivety accentuated, Now I understand that the word ‘love’ is fickle, People throw it around like it’s not worth a nickel, Am I the problem? Do my tears make me weak? Does loving someone with all my heart make me a freak? I expected too much, he was being pragmatic, His behavior was predictable, I’m just dramatic, I’m hurt because he didn’t say what I wanted to hear, He gave me the choice to leave because he didn’t care, Despite it all, I still wish he would say, I love you, please stay…
Gloria was born with a passion for writing and The Witty Minds is where she flaunts her creativity. She is a health and fitness freak, movie buff, animal lover, and coffee addict.