You never did like my poetry.
You never liked how my words exposed the truth.
You didn’t find comfort
when I was finally released from the pain.
You never wanted to let go.
I never wanted to let you go, you know.
I never meant to free myself so far
from what you’d hoped we would be.
Maybe I never loved the struggle like you,
you never loved me.
Maybe we didn’t try hard enough.
We never knew there would be an ending,
We never found our shine.
We never believed in what could be,
but in the end
we only believed in what couldn’t.
You never knew how easy it would be to find someone else.
I never knew how much that’d hurt.
But I would never, ever