LOVE WON'T LIVE HERE ANYMORE


LOVE WON’T LIVE HERE ANYMORE


I gave you all my trust and love 
You had it from the start

I thought I knew all I needed to
And that you’d protect my heart

I can’t believe I failed yet again
This is my biggest regret

How could I not have seen through you
At that point, we'd not yet met

But when our hands fit together perfectly
Mine wrapped in yours, just like a glove

I knew that all my doubts were wrong 
And that this was true love

I pushed aside the warnings 
And the few bright red and neon flags

I kept it in the back of my mind
Like that voice that always nags

And later on that little voice 
Would try to talk to me in bed

I’d shake it off, laugh to myself
And block out all she said

At 49 I still want to think
Love is real, and not a myth

You don’t know, until you bare love's scars
From all that you’ve dealt with

I don’t know if I have any pieces of my heart left
After losing so damn much

I no longer care if I’m all alone
Or ever feel another person’s touch

How I ever burned for you 
Or felt any desire

You doused the flames long ago
And put out any fire

To think I thought you were sexy, 
Suave and debonair

When all you do is fart and scratch,
With no concern for who is standing there

And mentally I’ve been gone two years 
Although physically I’ve stayed

The only reason I've stuck around 
Was for the contributions that I’ve made

But I can’t take this fake life I have 
I have nothing left to give

I’ve already worked out all the anger that I felt
And have forgave all I could forgive

So you just wait, while you deeply sleep
I’m heading forever out that door

This is the last you'll see of me
The last time I'll ever do a chore

I started planning this two years back
That's what all my money was saved up for

I'm off to begin my whole, new life
My love won’t live here anymore

Original Poetry Written By:
Eryn Dunbar
Copyright (c) January 2025

Comments

Melvin said…
Takes courage to walk away and move on. Takes strength to express it. When all else fails, love yourself! 💕
Anonymous said…
If I read this by a different writer I'd say the same thing. You didn't fail you didn't do anything wrong. Being a romantic is rough being hopeful, kind and caring to name a few. They say the heart is resilient, maybe (they) never hurt before. Dee married me at 45 years old with even a darker painful history and thought like you, not worthy is a word you used once. I'm 60 now and know I'd be blessed to have another broken, unworthy lady to treat as my crown jewel. There's a MAN who also knows the worth of a jewel like you
Anonymous said…
Love is such a mystery. Imagine loving someone who never cared, and someone loving you and you don't give a shi. Never keep a broken cistern, Always be bold to take a bow and walk away
Eryona Writes! said…
I Love this, Melvin! Absolutely...always love yourself!!!
Eryona Writes! said…
You are a real example of what a true gentleman is, JJ! Much love!! ❤️
Eryona Writes! said…
I've been there many times, Anonymous. Unrequited love can be very painful.

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