No More

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I can take no more.

No smiles,

No laughs,

Nothing fake.

Nothing more than this.

I’m tired, and it’s starting to drain

At the part of me that

Still tries to feel.

It hurts the most,

It hurts so much–

Is there a light

At the end of the tunnel?

Is there a way out of here?

A way to make

My heart beat again?

I can take no more–

So stop making me love you.

Stop making me put up

With the same pain

Again and again.

Stop playing with me.

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It Hurts the Most

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It hurts the most,

Before it gets better.

It hurts the most

But then it improves.

 

It hurts the most

When you start to smile,

And hurts the least

When you start to cry.

 

It hurts the most

When I realize I’m bitter,

And hurts a lot less

When I realize I’m better.

 

Hurt I am,

But better I will be.

Broken I am,

But stronger I will be.

 

It hurts the most,

But that’s the weakness dying.

That’s the part of you that still feels

Burning up inside.

 

It hurts the most,

But then you can smile–

It hurts so much less,

When you smile; while others cry.

 

When others cry,

It’s okay to be strong

And comfort them.

It’s okay to admit it doesn’t hurt at all.

So Easy to Love

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After all this time,

I’m still in love.

Several months.

Near-breakups.

Fights.

Mistakes, on both sides.

It hurts.

It hurts, but it doesn’t.

The pain–fades.

It’s easy, when you’ve

Figured out

How not to care.

How to let the memories

Fade

And be okay alone.

Be okay alone, when the one you

Love

Is with another.

 

It’s easy to love,

When you pretend

You no longer care.