Losing Sight of Ones Self

Depressed Poetry

I watched you walk away

as if my love didn't matter

you held the key to my heart

and you threw it in the gutter.

The passion I'd known since loves first kiss

disappeared as you left me waiting

Why did I wait?

you said you loved me

needed time to think

told me to think positive

remember that you cared

and we'd take it from there.

I slept in your arms, felt such comfort

I was in heaven, then you left.

Your turning into him

stopped caring about what was real

started a new passion for mere lust.

I cry, but not only for such loss

of what could have been

but for how you've changed.

Turned into the enemy

and lost sight of yourself.

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