Not the One I Wanted

You are not the one

I wanted,

I got you though.

Even though

you let me down

a misfitted, a broken

hearted kind of a

heartbreak,

you are not the one

I wanted,

I got you though.

Even though

you pretended to be

the one supporting me 

and everyday

I somehow try

to forget that,

you are not

the one I wanted,

I got you though.

Even though

you held me back

until I finally cracked,

you are not the one

I wanted.

Even though

I hid away

in the trees,

escaping

a sadness

that would never 

leave,

you are not the one 

I wanted,

I got you though.

Even though

I never talked

for fear you’d 

never let it go,

I got you though.

Now, 

I wish for 

so much relief.

The Silence, the

jolted disbelief.

You are not

The one I wanted.

I got you though.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Photo by Fernando @cferdo on Unsplash

#Poetry #Freeverse #Sadness #Poet

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