Poetry

Tortuous Love

“But let me tell you this: she was never
supposed to be tortured for loving you.”

You’re always keeping her at arm’s length, but your eyes are never far away. You tell her how much you need her, but continue to pretend you love someone else. Your presence in her life is like a car wreck happening in slow motion. I don’t know if you are oblivious to what you’re doing, or if you’re dragging her through hell for your own benefit. But let me tell you this: she was never supposed to be tortured for loving you.

© Sarah Doughty
2017

Be careful with how you handle
other people’s emotions.

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