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Trust. Untrust.

by Anastasia Selby

When you say a word
over and over
it loses all meaning.

This is my fault.
I said over
too many times
and never stuck to it.

So over became under and into
and you kept giving as little
as you could get away with.

You knew I was the one for you
and yet you turned away
and stepped over me.

What can I do but use the same word
over again
and mean it? But not really
mean it?
Who knows when it's really over.

But I've got to
get over it,
because with you
I am a shrunken and sad
version of myself.

With you I am without myself
and I overlook everything
but what you seem to need.

I can't keep giving myself up to you.

04/29/2008

Posted on 04/30/2008
Copyright © 2024 Anastasia Selby

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Mary Frances Spencer on 05/01/08 at 05:03 AM

"with you I am without myself"....great line! MFS

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