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I can't be certain anymore....

I used to stay up late...just to text you,
Just to talk about our future.
Just to make us be us.
You had to go and ruin it.
You had to go tell people and ruin our love.
Our passion,
Our plans,
Our desires,
Ruined.
I can't be certain if you even love me anymore.
But I do love you.
Even if you told me you loved me...
Like you used to everyday...
Like you made me have feelings I've never felt...
How could you go and drop me at the beat of a heart.??
For someone who isn't even worth it..
I can't be certain anymore of your so called love you tell me now about...
You lied
You broke
You tore me to pieces
And now you want me to be certain of your feelings?
That's not how I role love...
I love you..Though
You can be certain of that...

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  • Birdie Stringfellow
    February 8, 2009

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    Applaud

    What was said that ruined the love? The lying? You've got me curious. So this is a good poem. I want to know more. Good job.
    Birdie

    language: 3, rhythm: 3, subject: 4, tone: 3, form: 3.