I COULD NEVER LOVE YOU

 

I’m saying your name in rooms filled with others. I am pacing like you would; that’s an habit of yours I would always remember. 

Now, I am writing a poem about you. Telling my friends I met someone new and I think that’s something I never wanna do! Like a person so much that I bring them up in my group!

We are just friends anyways, but I already hate it. I count down to the end of days. I know this feeling and I’d like to make it untrue, because I’ve got a terrible habit of falling for people that are “not good”!

So, I will let you go. I would learn to stop calling your name by mistake or thinking about when I would send you a love letter via mail. 

I’ve done that before, the scars of it still stays. 

People usually say “fall in love with a poet and it would be the best decision made”! 

I would have agreed but don’t fall in love with me. 

I would scar you in 759 ways; a hundred multiplications of the wounds left in my way. 

Don’t fall in love with me; I am very certain what I feel for you now would change.

I just need two jokes, 3 triggers from past pains, a reminder that you are not worth the world and others would come my way and a positioning of the heart that convinces me that you were never here to stay. 

I need you to make a mistake that stirs my hate; say my name the way I used to hear it from my ex, tell me what I believe in is vain and my friends are not that great; I would hate you until eternity and never cross your way. 

Oh never worry, I already wrote this. I already hate the bliss you give, the idea of you, the things you do and a future with you.

I wrote this just to get over you!