i didn't love you, but it hurts anyway. i

How when you are aching, it is the little things that hurt the most. 
I  didn't cry when your mouth told me you didn't want me. But then at night, you kept a teeshirt on. You never did the nights before. You took off the rest of your clothes and left them on the bed on my side, where i was lying only a few hours before. Like i didn't belong there anymore. I had to carve a place for myself by your side, take your clothes, put them on the floor. That's when i broke. 
You didn't realise i was crying.  or did you? 

You didn't realise i cried the next morning either; after you loved me one last time. 

   _ i didn't love you, but it hurts anyway.  i 


Articles les plus consultés