Final word

It's easier to pretend
That you mean nothing to me
When I dream of you and cannot escape
The feeling of being loved by you again
I lie to myself
And try to convince the world
That my confessions are the truth
I do not need you
I do not love you
The words manifest themselves deep within me
Until I can almost believe my own betrayal
Then in the silence between the lies
I break down and I long for you
Tell me you do not need me
You do not love me
And the untruth of my existence
Will become my salvation

Reviews

[MadisonJR]

Wow, I really relate. I also, loved someone and tried to make myself not love them.

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It's the hardest thing to do.

[MadisonJR]

It is I just wish that I succeded in not loving them. It just takes time.