I don’t believe in love.
As I approach the confessional
Eyeing the listening ears of the ones set to forgive
I whisper into the darkness
A lone, tear falling
An admittance I didn’t want to make
A voice I didn’t fully know
A conviction waiting at the end
“I don’t believe in love.”
As someone falls for me
As others fall over me
I lay in my own sorrows
Dwelling in the shadows
Fully visible in my deceit
Admired from afar
Too distant to claim me
They cannot know who I am
They can’t know
“But I love you!”
As I feel nothing
Was love ever a feeling?
Robbing me of basic thinking
Controlling my actions
Taking my breath
Exhausted at my energy
You
You cannot love me
“Love, me”
Because love is conditional
Love has always been conditional
While I recount
Untraditional
Unconventional
Unique
Moments of me
“Love,” huh?
Stop calling me, I do not know you.
“But, I still don’t believe in love.”
Hurting and bruised
Confused and dejected
Shocked and new
Rich and sad
Good and bad
The “I do” couldn’t wait for me to run faster
I’ve been hit too hard, too soon
Wait for me
Because I–
Don’t believe in love
While love makes it’s way to me,
Again I–
Don’t believe in love
As I am chained to a heart
That won’t leave me alone
Won’t leave me I–
Don’t believe in love.
Forgive me,
I might’ve fallen.