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Past Views
You did not believe in me.
You didn't want me at my worst.
I finally realize that meant
you didn't want me at my best.
I thought you knew me, and so did you.
I didn't know your true thoughts
I assumed I did.
We both learned we didn't know each other at all.
It was a perceived reality..
Now I care about a past that doesn't even exist.
I'm bothered that you don't care and I still do.
I'm busy thinking about thinking.
These things matter to me
I still care about you
I'm truly wasting my time.
I don't want what we had anymore
However
There was no closure for me.
Granted
I learned a lot about myself
I guess that is important.
We always are learning
about ourselves
no matter what we do
Certain memories still get to me.
Those times I thought we had a really close moment.
Was that just me who had that?
I hear that song you introduced me to.
I fell in love with music for the first time.
Never listened to a song over and over again like that.
Listening to it now bothers me.
I can't listen to it without being uncomfortable.
It's such a good song.
I am realizing those moments are gone.
The loss is real.
I am seeing that it breaks my heart and
I really suffered at that time.
You did too.
I couldn't fully process what was going on
while I was facing my demons
If you do care I am sorry.
I am needing to let go
That hurts
I should of let this go
a long time ago.
There was a part of me
that never wanted to let go
Letting go feels like I am giving up
There is nothing to give up anyway
which
is ironic
I had wanted to think you would always want to be with me.
Knowing that you didn't want me any longer
was really hard to take in.
I see I needed to process.
I can give my thoughts to my present reality now.
It deserves it more
and see that these thoughts
are finally put to rest.
At least for today
I genuinely hope you are happy. :)
I wish I had known you for how you saw yourself!
Not for how I saw you.
Peace
You didn't want me at my worst.
I finally realize that meant
you didn't want me at my best.
I thought you knew me, and so did you.
I didn't know your true thoughts
I assumed I did.
We both learned we didn't know each other at all.
It was a perceived reality..
Now I care about a past that doesn't even exist.
I'm bothered that you don't care and I still do.
I'm busy thinking about thinking.
These things matter to me
I still care about you
I'm truly wasting my time.
I don't want what we had anymore
However
There was no closure for me.
Granted
I learned a lot about myself
I guess that is important.
We always are learning
about ourselves
no matter what we do
Certain memories still get to me.
Those times I thought we had a really close moment.
Was that just me who had that?
I hear that song you introduced me to.
I fell in love with music for the first time.
Never listened to a song over and over again like that.
Listening to it now bothers me.
I can't listen to it without being uncomfortable.
It's such a good song.
I am realizing those moments are gone.
The loss is real.
I am seeing that it breaks my heart and
I really suffered at that time.
You did too.
I couldn't fully process what was going on
while I was facing my demons
If you do care I am sorry.
I am needing to let go
That hurts
I should of let this go
a long time ago.
There was a part of me
that never wanted to let go
Letting go feels like I am giving up
There is nothing to give up anyway
which
is ironic
I had wanted to think you would always want to be with me.
Knowing that you didn't want me any longer
was really hard to take in.
I see I needed to process.
I can give my thoughts to my present reality now.
It deserves it more
and see that these thoughts
are finally put to rest.
At least for today
I genuinely hope you are happy. :)
I wish I had known you for how you saw yourself!
Not for how I saw you.
Peace
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