Number 4.

from 2014.

He was confusion at his worst
& I was naïve at my best
He was “I love you’s”
That I thought he meant

He was first kisses
& falling in and out of feelings
He was deceit, to me and to her
Then he was gone.

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The next was subtle
Blended into his surroundings
Promising promises he had no intention of keeping
I was hoping on a hope that didn’t exist

He was with her
I was falling for him
He was a lie I didn’t want to figure out
She had the answer on that one long drive.

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He was a back up
A get-over-the-last-one sort of help
There must’ve been something I fell for
I can’t find it anymore

I was giving up
We gave it all up
Did we waste our time?
What did we learn?

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He was where I found myself
In a blur of fast paced romance
Nights we fought not to end
Hopes I began to rely on

I had chose him
But he hadn’t chose me
I almost fell apart
It’s different when he’s not there to catch me.

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