Maybe

You say you love me.

Maybe you do.

But I know love

Doesn’t feel like the shadow in your eyes.

You say I’m the one.

Maybe I am.

But I sleep alone

When I need to cry.

You say you’ve never felt like this before.

Maybe you haven’t.

But I have

And it didn’t feel like this.

Love felt certain.

Love felt warm.

Love felt easy.

Love was blind,

So when you say the three words

I just nod.

You love me.

In your heart.

But that’s not the kind of love I need

And that makes me sad.