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Soul mates | Confessions of a Stoic [confession 4] by Stephen A. Dantes

 

I sure as hell don’t need someone like he
I’m worth more than this heartless fool from my locality
And I’m more than positive he doesn’t deserve me
He knows not how to treat a woman of sheer geniality
Talks about how he hurts because he can’t treat me differently
When it was his choice to make me cry and to hurt me
He chose not to be there for me when I needed he
He chose to give me less, and behave selfishly
And he chose to pull away from our love surreptitiously
And he chose to drain us of our vitality

 

So I don’t need he,
I can manage
And I don’t really care if he loves me,
This love thing is way too savage
Men like him would give up on frugality
And pick a woman who’d destroy them financially
They would suffer for another who treats them badly
But rebel against the one who loves them truly
So I don’t have time for his irrationality
And he can enjoy his options, without me

 

I maintain that I was never a priority
And he never admired me for my liberality
The little things he didn’t do wounded fatally
And those that he did were always lacking, genuinely
He claims I was the only, the ONLY
Well, too bad he never showed that to me
Maybe he displayed it for somebody else to see
But I never saw the love that he claimed for me
There were occasions of loving and caring, joyously
But he left me alone, alienated me whilst he did he

 

The saddest part is that he keeps unearthing history
Things that I’ve done or did years ago are repeatedly
Played over and over to discredit or make spot of me
He brings up everything, even those he forgave wholeheartedly
And he keeps them at heart and keeps counting meticulously
So tell me, isn’t THAT brutality
Isn’t that condemning us before there was a we
Isn’t that selfishness and cruelty
Isn’t that insecurity, falsity and a warped personality?
I’m tired of he, I’m tired and can’t do this, not any

 

I have suffered too many lonely nights and hearts heavy
Endured disrespect and neglect from he
He who was supposed to be there for me
He who left me to suffer heartlessly
He kept his kisses and chose when to love me
And I don’t care if he agree or disagree
I don’t care if he calls me names or blames my personality
I just don’t care anymore… I don’t…  Any
I need to start believing in me, I need my sanity
Need to stop loving a man who clearly doesn’t know how to love me

 

And I know I wasn’t perfect and did at times hurt he
But he should have forgiven me truthfully,
Corrected me, embraced me, instead of punishing me
With those awful memories spoken in hurtful words, carelessly
Thrown to weaken me and feed his ego killing me,
He took me for granted and watched me drown slowly
But I still loved he, I still… love he
But I’m not going back to that same old reality
I’d rather pretend to hate him for hurting me, and maybe
One day, I’d stop loving he, find another and love freely, maybe…

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COMMENTS CLOSED

Lisa  (August 2011): is it a woman that writing this i cannot believe it’s you dantes if it is you really know us i can relate to her cause that’s the way you men treat us those of us who really love your’ll

Amelia  (August 2011): I can identify too… it’s amazing how you do this… if only more thought like you…

Millicent  (July 2011): Real brain power on display. Brilliant series.

Darcy  (July 2011): Interesting read…
I like it.

Soraya  (June 2011): This piece of work is marvelous. Its wat I’d say 2 my guy but in way better ways. Believe it or not but I’ve stolen some of ur lines 2 use on him. *wink*. Hope u don’t mind. Ure always so good @ wat u do. Standing ovation 2 u mister Stephen. Keep up the great work

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