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You Wouldn't

If you could give me everything, would you?
If you could help me forget, would you?
If you could save me from myself, would you?

Those are the thoughts running through my mind the moment you say, "I love you."
Do you truly understand what those three words mean?
Do you find their meaning in poems of love and tragedy
or in the cliches that make up life?

Do you mean it,
or is it another way to hurt, to break me?
You've said it before,
yet still you turned away from me,
when you found my demons masquerading as me.

The trust that existed has faded away,
like memories of a forgotten childhood, barely remembered and barely realistic.
The love I felt though,
as long since vanished and drifted into the wind of unfortunate events, and above people.
Love and trust have always gone hand and hand.
When both diminish the only thing left is the shards of a past better forgotten.

If you could give me everything I yearn for you wouldn't,
you know I would hate you and want you gone from my life.
If you could help me forget my feelings of despair and hopelessness you wouldn't,
It gives you power over me; power you need to control me.
If you could save me from myself, from the demons I created you wouldn't;
I see it in your eyes you think I deserve everything that I'm getting.

Don't say, "I love you and I always have."
We both know that the lies you sale to others aren't lies I buy into,
so when you say you love me and I laugh the right to feel angry isn't yours.
The right for rage is mine and it's a right I accept and love with every breath.

The only thing I can say back isn't, " I love you,"
I can only say, " Sorry, I don't feel the same."





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