A Free Verse Poem

By Syzer

"I love you"

You say.

 

Coming from you it's

Bittersweet.

 

I always return the gesture 

Of course.

 

I do, after all.

But how can I forget?

 

The pain-

The sadness-

The depravity-

 

You gave me its

Entirety.

 

Before it was I who

Delivered the words.

 

The gift-

The poison.

 

The 

'I love you.'

 

You didn't return the gesture

Of course.

 

You did not,

After all.

 

You remembered a

Different call.

 

One bearing a 

Different name. 

 

One living in a 

Different world.

 

Away from myself 

At the cost of 

 

Myself. 

 

But now it's me and you

You and I. 

 

So I do.

 

So I do love you

In the end.

 

So I swallow my 

Regret.

 

And I look past my

Fear.

 

And I embrace the malice of 

Affection.

 

Just to say

"I love you, too."

S

Syzer

GU

17 years old

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