Telling yourself

By Random Thoughts

You told yourself you wouldn’t let yourself love him, but you did anyway
He said he didn’t want to hurt you, but he did anyway
He broke you off, lifted you up, played in your mind, and became what wasn’t supposed to be
But everything was fine
You both were happy
And then something changed
He started to stray
And you, you began to drift away
This was true meant to happen this way
This wasn’t meant to happen this way
Where do it go?
What could it be?
But all he could say is, “it’s not you, it’s me”
To which you replied, “you’re absolutely right, it couldn’t possibly be.”