Bitter

By Shaire Blythe 

Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Thought I forgot you,

Didn’t you

I tried

Nearly conquered

It’s just one of them nights

Mind starts racing

Like I’m looking through a tunnel

One of my past lives

Dodging what I’m meant to

What hurts

Bitter

I made you

Called me a bitch

They told me

I refrained to argue

Tried my best to keep it real

You know

What’s the point to drag along what has to go

Damn, I made you bitter

Wasn’t what I meant to do

So shy, I peeped it

When you took my hand

Wondering what were you thinking

When I said we weren’t going to work

And you just came back for more

I knew those calls took all the strength in you

I appreciated

The fact you would pause, not run away

Told you not to change you,

Not a damn thing

Still, 

Keeping it real, one hundred

Thinking bout were we could’ve gone

Caught in detrimental forces

I couldn’t carry on

Word got around

No more playing nice guy

Blasting girls who gave you the business

No feeling involved

And I got to witness the line at your door

I know I played it off

Nothing else I could do

All the while, hoping that you were okay