3 Words


Give everything, get nothing.

That’s how it is with you.

You told me three words,

I convinced myself they were true.



You got me to do things

 I never would do.

I deformed down to your throne.

You whispered three words,

I opened myself up for you.



Interests intrigued by other flesh,

I leave and tell you no,

Don’t you see?

 You can’t have both.

Apologizes with three words,

I was back in the palm of your hand.



Trust, dreams, time, and money;

I packaged them up in the little brown box.

Along with my bleeding, hand stitched heart.

You wrote back three words,

Your promises felt so real.



The distance between us

Became just that.

The letters stopped coming,

 Emails were cut short.

The three words rang silent,

Only the screams at night were heard.



Now I’m left laying alone,

Wishing I had never met you.

The sound of your voice, the touch of your skin,

The look in your eyes, the spark in your smile,

The time we spent, future we planned,  

Deceived me with “I love you.”














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