the words i wrote

Each angry stroke of pen on page

Each line of poetry, my rage;
The words I wrote were all for you,

These words that you will never view.

Each memory we shared, each time
We sang and we forgot the lines.
Now we've forgotten more it seems,
The lines of all our hopes and dreams.

Because love is messy, love is hard
When trust is broken, skin is scarred.
And now I don't know where to go
Knowing that you cannot follow.