No love

No Love

 

Smiles and laughter bits of use to be.

You held my hand, touched my face and

asked me to stay. You say you love me.

I reached out . I came to you.

Loud, rude, hurtful words spat from your face onto mine.

Why? Did I read the signals so wrong?

You don’t see me cry. I won’t give you that satisfaction.

On your terms everything is.

I am just here at your will.

I haven’t anywhere to run, me and our babies.

They need you more than me.

I could leave….be free.

What is freedom without the last twenty years of memories.

My kids. I am here still.

For them I sacrifice.

I sacrifice.

My self esteem,

Happiness,

Love.

No love for me.

Mature love is out of the question.

Not good enough for you not good enough for anyone.