Tired of Love

Tired Of Love*
By J. R. A. Gigney
(Inspired by a good friend)

I'm tired of love,
Yes tired of it.
Tired of being told of it.
Tired of hearing it.
Tired of giving it.
Doesn't mean I'm not in love,
Means that it's time for the words to remain unsaid.
They don't need to be said now,
Because they cut like a knife into my heart.
Doesn't mean I'm not in love.
The words must become action,
Must be converted into reality.
If you love me as you say you do,
Then don't say, show!
Don't tell me you love me,
I know that implicitly,
Just be with me,
Support me,
Give me space when I need it.
Set me free to be me!
I'll still be there for you,
I just need some time for myself.
I'm tired of love,
But not being in love.
The love is there but the words are beginning to mean nothing...


*this is only a poem. For me it's not true...




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