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Jun 13

“She Loves Me Not” – Brad K.

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Crystal, whatever happened to us? We used to be the couple that everyone wanted to be around, but now look at us. You can keep the black roses. From the very first time I met you I was in love. Everything else I knew faded when  was in your presence. What are you doing to me? At first our relationship was so contagious. Everyone flocked to be around us day and night. Day after day, they envied us and wanted what we had but I was selfish; you were mine and only mine.

What’s happening to me?

They say the loving kind hearted person I used to be is gone, and the sick part is I don’t even miss him. How can I miss something I don’t even know is gone? By now people are noticing that our love is not quite what it seems. In fact we are toxic for each other; something like fire and gasoline. Why am I not seeing it? My friends beg me, “please leave her, she’s killing you.”

“No she’s not,” I reply, “I’m happy.”

Who are you? Why would they say these things about us? The more time I spend with you the more I love you. You possess a love so deep my knees buckle. When we touch you take my breath away. All I want to do is be with you. You can sleep tomorrow just give me tonight.. You’re being selfish you don’t need to eat you have me I’m all you need remember? You were never this demanding before what changed? I thought you loved me so why are playing with my emotions like this? I’m going crazy here don’t you see it? Stop your crying and get over here.

I finally see it; we are toxic.

The clothes you once paid for all falling off and all of our friends are gone it’s just us now. We aren’t the couple we once were. Let’s go for a ride for old times’ sake. Buckle up I see blue lights. Just like that you were gone. You sold me out without saying a word.

From my bruised arms and sunken face they knew we had been together, but it was too late you had moved on to the next person and I was in jail. It’s funny because for the first time in a long time I feel free. You can keep the black roses. Just book me tomorrow I need to sleep.