On the Brink of Loving HIm

I stay on the brink of loving him

I just don’t understand why.

He throws me away like a piece of trash

He didn’t care if he made me cry.

He made me believe I was special

I thought I had it like that

But he told me nothing but lies

Now I must face the fact.

The fact that he never committed

His feelings were never the same

I was a simple convenience

A part of his ego game.

I stay on the brink of loving him

Memories take me back in time

A place, a song, even a scent

Brings thoughts of him to my mind.

I wish I could hit delete and all

Memories be erased. It would make

Things so much easier, but that’s just

Not the case.

I stay on the brink of loving him

But then reality sets right in. and I

Know that what I thought we had,

We will never have again.

                                                                Poem by Rhonda Lewis

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