I tried so hard to love you. To beg and plead for your affection. But you never spared me a place. Besides the hate you threw in advance.
Yet when I would have enough. And towards the door I would walk. You beg and plead. Down on bended knee.
I should have known better than to stay. I let you laugh inside, the hellish game still to play.
Yet I loved you. And hoped you loved me. Now though I know, it was never really to be.
I walked at last, I even ran. The hate, the pain. I could not stand.
You didn’t care. You didn’t cry. You never even tried.
Instead you replaced me. Told me you hated me. Abused my mind, made me dead inside.
So never again will I ever beg for love. Not from you or anyone.
It was the saddest thing I did. And now it will end.

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