Dating : Loves Broken Promises

A poem of heartbreak.

The envy of it all, the torment.

The silent tears, the unheard whispers.

The shattered glass, the bleeding heart.

The begging of affection,

the remorse, the forgotten.

The wanting of love, of attention

and the cry of fear.

You never asked me how I was

or how was my day?

You never bought me flowers

or took me on expensive dinners.

You never called for me

or looked for me.

You never missed me.

You left me to cry alone.

You left me alone.

You told me that you loved me

but gave me love’s broken promises.

All you gave me was,

“I love you when I need you”

not the “I love you because I want you”.

You left me to fend for myself

always looked the other way.

Never took heed of my troubles.

You always gave me an empty plate

and pushed me away to only

pull me back when you wanted me.

You never wanted me for me

or the person I am.

You wanted me so you can steal from me

You gave me all of love’s broken promises.