Poetry: The Girl That Doesn’t Love You Anymore

image2The Girl That Doesn’t Love You Anymore

You haven’t been yourself.

This side of you I haven’t seen.

I look different now.

For once I see the world.

With clarity.

I’m a better version of myself.

Unrecognizable to you.

Because this version of me.

Isn’t in love with you.

This version of me.

Feels absolutely nothing for you.

Something you have never experienced.

The girl you had.

Wrapped around your finger.

Fought out of the tangled web.

You weaved.

You grieve for the girl you once had.

For the dreams you shared.

Grief for the hopeful girl you once had.

You don’t recognize me.

Because I’m not that girl.

I never will be again.

Not for you.

She grew up.

She changed.

She gave up on you.

You don’t recognize me.

Because this is the first.

Glimpse you’ve seen.

The girl I have become.

The girl that doesn’t love you anymore.


About Maison Moonchild

A Canadian gal that firmly believes words can change the world. An avid reader, writer and Halloween enthusiast. She has a special interest in communications and writes for pleasure and profession. She moonlights as a metaphysical maven with a knack for creating magical crystal jewelry and holiday accessories.
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