By: Kelly Biego
Nov. 14th 2001
I was so sure
He was the one for me.
It felt so pure,
So I gave my key.
At first
It was snug.
He pleased my love thirst.
I could almost feel the warmth of his hug.
As time passed,
By minutes, hours, and days,
I knew it was a love never to last.
As the key began to cause me pain.
The key drove deeper and deeper.
It cut into me like a knife.
This agony causing me to weep.
I felt death; he felt life.
No longer did I feel love.
But he continued his drive into my heart.
I had enough.
As my loosened heart crumbled apart.
So hard I'd been hit.
I wanted to shout
This key no longer fit.
Through my heart and right out.
He loved me so much,
But I just cried.
Reading the words, so touching.
Reading his words until I died.
This poem is not about sex for the first time or being raped in any way. It's about how it hurts more to hold onto a relationship just because you know someone loves you so much, but you don't return those feelings.It hurts to hear someone say the love you and that you are everything to them when you feel nothing of the sort. So don't leave a person clueless, speak up and spair both of your feelings. You'll feel better for having doing so.