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letra de to have loved - angela brown

i too have loved.i hated you like daggers i threw back at you aimed at yourheart. i can no longer trust, your scam that has conned me into lovingyou for too long. i refuse to let anyone in a brick wall come between uswhile standing tall, yet still. i do not want to be touched. i am allergic tohow your scaly flesh feels with no lotion. i blocked out all memory of you. i have amnesia. i’m in a comma. i can no longer see or feel. lovedon’t love n0body no more for there is no one else to love. our love that once was no longer exist. vamoose. our love disappeared. i wasfooled into thinking i loved like the joker who plans revenge. iregurgitate on the thought of forgetting the stink of spoiled food makeswhen it sits out for a long time. i am living a lie you told when youfooled me into thinking that i could be something more than a pen in ahaystack. you kicked in the locket out of my heart because you used me like some cheap wine you bought from the swap meet and left me dry.you left my heart to rot like spoiled fruit, getting over you. you gotissues that i was not good enough then a box of cracker jacks and youlet the prize be a surprise that we are breaking up. my only issue is thatyou were loving yourself more than me a hit and run never inside myheart. to you our love was nearly a lump on a camel’s back. i confess
that change that dared come someday would not change us in how ifeel. i got too much hate locked inside, the venom revenge, the poisonslie, and the weapons of mistrust. it is hard to let go of two fast cars in arace that crash between us. you tampered with my heart like stolenparts from a new car. you cannot keep withdrawing without puttingmoney in afraid the fountain would run dry. it takes time to heal whenyou are hurt like a kid skins his knee down hard against the hardconcrete. the pain is like a sore that spoils and the more you mess withit the more it gets infested with disease. you are my s.o.l. partner inlife because we live in distress. i hope this does not backfire like aspider weaves its web caught up in confessions. i love you like a bustedspare tire with a distaste for you and regret. it is better to have lovedand lost than to not have loved at all. you are guilty of me believingthat you love me, forgiving me, holding me close in my heart wouldonly make me break down and cry. i once too loved

- angela brown

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