Poezja

I have tried to deny it
I've swore to myself it isn't true.
But I can feel it,
burning deep inside me,
like a festering wound.
I don't need you.
You're not the reason that I breath.
But you are the reason for the ache inside me.
You are the pain I can't share.
You are the loneliness and longing before I go to bed.
You are the hole inside my heart that can't be filled.
But you are not the smile that brightens up my day
You are not the touch that sets me free.
You are not the kind and caring eyes
I've come to love
You are not my safety.
You are not my strength.
You're just the one I love,
and love is only a feeling
like anger and hate
one day it will fade
and all I'll have left
is this hole that you left.