Love Poems & Poetry

My pretty stone heart feels no warmth
But also feels no grief.
I possess the gifts of steel and ice
I’m an assassin, a con man, a theif.

When you cry, I do not flinch.
I never really loved you
When we kissed, or even made love
My affections dangled above you.

Some may call my tactics cruel
But I really pay no mind.
I’m a sadistic spider with a tantalizing web
And other insects I’ll find.

I’m cold and hardened, pretty and sick
I’ve learned to conquer my fear:
The irrational terror that haunts my being
That someday I’ll find someone dear.

But you’ve shown me I’m unlovable
And I’m unworthy of affection
Your carelessness bore my bitterness
My albatross is my rejection.

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