Just tell me you don’t love me;
I can live with that.
I can acknowledge an ending when I see a period
firmly in place,
but you won’t do that, will you?
No, you’ll let me down easy.
You’ll hold my hand, and look into my eyes,
and use one of those continuing lines,
I want you, but…
Don’t you know that but stands like a door
without a handle?
But looks like fresh cut flowers we pretend
aren’t already dying.
But feels like the false hope you hand me before
you walk away.
I like this one very much. Holding on to false hope will lead to real hopelessness. It takes a special talent to recognize when it's time to let go, and it takes courage to do it.
Just Tell Me You Don't Love Me
Published by Family Friend Poems December 2020 with permission of the Author.
ABOUT THE POET:
Lauren Bowman is a 33-year-old writer born and raised in north Florida, USA. Her debut collection of poetry and prose, The Evolution of a Girl, was born from a period of exploration, growth and discontent that so many of us face while attempting to understand where we fit into this world. Lauren’s writing is blunt, bold, and speaks with raw honesty about her personal struggles with relationships, self-acceptance, and self-love.
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