He Said

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Appreciate what you have while you have it.

Submitted: July 17, 2017

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I saw her. I saw the curving of her body and the features of her face. I saw her and so I wanted her. So I knew I had to sweet talk her. I said "You're beautiful Baby" and things of that nature and that's just what she needed to give it all up. So I finessed her. I got what I wanted. I got to undress her and make her feel good and that's all she needed to come back for more. But not only did she want me physically, she wanted me emotionally. And I wasn't giving her that too easy. No she would never get the love of someone like me. But I let her take the chance. So she wanted me. She sweet talked me and was there for me in every way. She finessed me. She got what she wanted. She got me to love her. So I SAW her. Not just the curving of her body but the curving of that gorgeous smile that I kept on her face. I saw the pain she allowed me to understand be released and I was happy for her because she was happy to have me and I was just lucky she wanted me. So at first things were great. I loved her she loved me. But then I got tired. I got tired of telling her I loved her. I got tired of being sweet and taking her out and complimenting her. She would beg me to just tell her how I felt and it only made me irritated and less motivated because I had told her before that I loved her! She knew! Why should I have to tell her after I had told her a million times before? Why do I have to treat her like my little princess, a queen? She's already mine. Why treat her like I want her when I have her? So I just pulled away. And everyday she said she loved me I just said "I know" and everyday she said "Are you happy" I said "Yeah, sure. I don't know". Because by now I just wanted her to shut up! To just replay how it was before and leave me alone. I didn't feel like putting forth that effort. The scariest thing about it is that when you pull far enough away, it's hard to see the position of your lover. So even though I thought she was still in her same spot she wasn't. I didn't notice she stopped telling me she loved me. I didn't notice she stopped asking me how I felt about us. Damn.... I didn't even realize it had been a year since I told baby girl I was lucky to have her. And most importantly I didn't see that she was gonna let me go. And so she did. I lost her. That beautiful smile, that listening ear, that comforting shoulder, that trustworthy supporter. I lost it all because I just didn't wanna keep it up. I didn't wanna be consistent. I didn't care about her happiness. And then it was too late. She walked away. And I'm mad because she didn't even tell me she was pulling away. I mean I didn't either but still. She didn't even say that she loved me. I mean I had stopped a while ago but still. She was supposed to care even when I acted like I didn't. She was supposed to love me even when I didn't show that I loved her. She was supposed to be there even though everything about me was absent. And by the time I realized she had changed and gave up on us, it was too late. Yeah... I lost the love of my life because I stopped being the man of her dreams. 


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