Don’t Tell Me

No more early hours of us curled up entwined,

No more late night talking, curled up and telling lies.

Just set me free…

How can you pretend everything’s alright?

How can you look at me, with that glimmer in your eyes?

Satisfying your needs…

You love us all the same, until it ain’t the same,

Whispering those 3 words, as if it were just a game?

Can’t I see…

Even if you don’t mean it, making me feel like the one,

Telling me that you love me, the way you tell everyone.

Let me be…

I look around this room, staring at the walls,

Feeling as empty as I lay with you is this all?

Inside of me…

Here it comes again, each time you pack and leave,

I kiss you goodbye, pretending I’m really all you need.

Just tell me…

Whisper in my ear, tell me how you’ll try to find the time,

To fit me in your schedule of you laying by her side.

Just set me free…

Just set me free…

Let me be…

Can’t you see…

You don’t love me.

You don’t love me.

Tasha Geller- May 30,2019

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