If Love Were Easy, a poem

I went home and cried,

Wondering how many times you'd lied,

How many feelings you'd failed to hide.

While we lay there in your bed,

So often you only repeated what I had said.

I wish that I'd heard the truth instead.

I told myself it meant nothing,

But the look on your face, I knew it was something.

It wasn't loving or even lusting.

Maybe if I were better at reading the cards

I wouldn't have taken the news this hard.

With each rejection, it’s more difficult to drop my guard.

Your timing could not have been worse.

It's impossible to say if we'll ever get another verse,

Or if our relationship is driving its own hearse.

But we couldn't ever truly begin,

While every day my patience wears more thin,

Waiting for you to finally let me in.

I could've loved you for you.

Whatever you had going on, I could've helped you through.

That's all I wanted you to allow me to do.

I just needed someone to love me for me.

I should've known how hard that would be.

If love were easy, we'd all be free.