1/4/06

When I walk through the door why don’t you look at me that way anymore?
How come you don’t ask me how my day went?
Why do I bother with being nice?
It’s just a slap in my face.
You don’t even acknowledge my presence.
What am I?
Nothing…..

Why do you say you want to be with me?
I know that you secretly want to be with her.
Stop hurting me.
Don’t tell me one thing and want something else.
I know you don’t want to be with me.
I know if we were to be together and she says she wanted you back you would leave me.
I don’t deserve to be hurt like that again.
I’m not trash.
I’m human too.
I have feelings.
Feelings that are easily hurt, yet forgotten by others.
I’m not cold hearted.
Why do people seem to think that?
Is it because I’ve been hurt too many times?
Is it because I won’t forgive you for hurting me one too many times?
Is it because of the abuse?
The lies?
The cheating?
The beating?
Well I can tell you this, after all of that shit, I still can feel pain.
I can still feel betrayal.