You spoke so sweet, like honeyed rain,
A gentle balm for hidden pain,
You reached me first, you called me kind,
A softer love I hoped to find.
Your words were warm,
Your tone sincere,
You made the lonely feel less near.
But slowly, like the dusk turns night,
You dimmed the flame,
You killed the light.
The care you showed began to fade,
Excuses built where trust was laid.
You left my words to sit, unread,
While cold replies echoed instead.
You once were gentle, now you're stone,
A colder man I've never known,
You questioned me with veiled disdain,
And made me doubt through guilt & blame.
You made me feel I wasn't real,
Dismissed the love I tried to feel.
But I was here, I tried my best,
While you gave crumbs,
And called it rest.
So keep your cold,
Your distant ways,
I won't beg warmth on freezing days,
You lost a heart that cared so true,
The one who stayed was never you.