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I let them
I let them get in my ear
and they didn't even speak
I let them cut you out of me
And I'm still bleeding and raw
A great deception
The law of social norms
The implied despotism
Of stigma
Of stain
But I am slain
I wear the eternal stain
Because I didn't love you
Like I should have
I Loved him more
Sometimes we weigh love on
Sometimes we weigh love on a scale – but weight is not the important thing. Sometimes it just feels better, and so we concede.
I guess that's the ultimate
I guess that's the ultimate Irony... it felt worse! it always felt wrong, and it still does. And while it's cryptic for relatabilty's sake, regret is not a strong enough word to encompass this. Thankyou for your wise words and keen insights. Yes sometimes we weight love on a scale (most happy) doesn't mean you're necessarily going to be happy. Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."