I didn’t mean to tell you how I felt.
You didn’t want to know, but it slipped out anyway.
Now you’re wary of these runaway truths.
I told you I loved you and now you’re unsure of us.
How can a declaration of passion lead to such heartbreak?
Don’t you feel the same?
It is pure misery to know I laid my heart at your feet
And you hid behind two words:
How can this be the epilogue to our tale?
Our story isn’t ending— this is just the beginning.
I promise I’ll keep a better lock on my tongue,
A tighter seal on my lips.
My emotions got the better of me and snuck through my clenched teeth.
They bubbled, poured, and spilled out into a heaping, tangled mess.
I don’t love you.
How can I love someone who doesn’t feel the same?
I need to know I am loved back—
That my affections are returned.
I can’t be stuck in a one-way, unrequited relationship.
We’re done. Finished.
I don’t love you.
I said it once, that I did, and you ran. You denied. You lied.
I know you feel our connection.
But I don’t love you. You realize that now. You spurned me and I opened my eyes to reality.
I don’t love you— can’t.
My broken heart couldn’t handle it if I did.
So I don’t.
I don’t love you at all.
You knocked on my door one day when I was home,
After the devastating trampling of my heart.
You had the nerve to show your face on my doorstep.
And I was the fool who couldn’t resist.
I answered and I’ve regretted it ever since.
I’m a slave to your fluctuating moods.
You pulled me close, kissed me heatedly, and said:
“I love you.”
The biggest lie.
And, like an idiot, I allowed myself to be manipulated.
I let myself believe. But you didn’t love me.
I was moving on and that— not me— caught your interest.
You don’t love me. You don’t want me.
You just like to know you can.
But I swear I’ll never utter these words.
But I couldn’t hold back the cascade
And you were shocked by the panoply of words.
I won’t unchain these escaped words.
I’ll never mistakenly tell you what’s in my heart,
In my soul,
On my mind.
But I’ll whisper it to the wind in the night,
Instead, I release this secret to the darkness:
I hate you.