It's nothing new,
You know I've got a soft spot in my heart for you,
And I swear it's been getting harder with time,
But all it takes is one dial of the phone
For me to run back and make your heart my home.
I hate you so much but I hate myself more for allowing myself to return to your door.
Another sleepless night; another struggle; another fight
Just to keep from calling you
Just to hold back from loving the way I want to.
I need answers, you could care less.
Do you even remember me in that dress?
It's time to face it.
Time to clear the irreversible thoughts in my head.
Why you left.
No goodbyes -
Only fragile promises left like broken mirrors on the floor
Reflecting the way things were,
The way things coulda been.
this is good, it could use a little more work on the rhyming though. I have trouble with that too. Can you please read my poem called "Inside the Body"