I saw him

[S.L. Lewis]

This I wrote a long time ago and posted it here. I'll be posting it on my e-fic account at a later time.

 

I went and saw him today.

I sat upon the bed where we talked,

Where we laid, and he held me.

I stared into the brown eyes

That I once loved to look into.

I talked to him

About the reasons why

I broke the relationship off.

I told him that I was sick and tired

Of trying and getting nowhere.

I was tired of the lame sayings.

I was tired of the insinuations that

I never wanted the relationship to work.

I was tired of the hurtful words.

I was tired of the pain

That he caused my heart to feel.

I was tired of the punishment,

Inflicted upon me

Because of his exs.

I was tired of the dislike of the

Way I dressed,

The way I talked,

The way I walked,

The way I danced,

And the music I listened to.

I changed so much for him,

And yet I got nothing in return.

I saw him today,

And I sat upon his bed.

At one time,

I thought of it as