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Rated: E · Poetry · Drama · #1961706
A poem about a man hurting the Author.
The way you act around me

And then your actions hurt more

Than you plain out telling me that you don’t like me

The way I like you

At the moment you are being a hypocrite

Your actions and what you allow

Beg to differ than what you tell

The people around me say we act like a couple

And that you like me the same way

But I don’t see it

I’m kind of tired of liking a guy

Who’s unknowingly hurting me more than anything.

“You’re the best, Steph. Better than anyone else.”

How can I stop the tears rolling down my face?

They don’t stop

They are always in my eyes when I think of you

As everyone tells me that you like me

They reassure me

And it works until I see you

And then I know it can’t be true

I don’t know anymore

I can’t love you

And I can’t give you up

You make me want to jump with joy

And then cry rivers of tears

I’m confused when I’m with you

I like you one moment

And then the next I hate you

I want to hug you

And then I realise

It seems weird now

Oh well

It doesn't matter, I guess

But it does

You won’t ever see my tears

You may know I cry

But you’ll never know exactly why

You may know that they’re for you

But you won’t understand why

I’ll do all my crying away from you

In the rain alone
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