Last Nights Issue Poem by Mana Benham

I like to believe that everything is okay when I really know it’s not. Things get blown out of proportion, people get hurt but hey the world seems to be able to move on right? I believe in a second chance and then again I believe in dropping someone that hurts you but what are you to do when you are the one stabbing another in the back. You say I am the downfall of us all, a heartless b***h, and I believe you. Yet who are you to tell me who I am to be? Maybe I am what you say I am but I just don’t to face that side of me. It’s too hard to look in the mirror each day and see the innocent looking face and think “Hey, I am going to ruin everything.” When I'm with you, eternity is a step away; my love continues to grow, with each passing day. This treasure of love, I cherish within my soul, how much I love you. You’ll never really know. You bring a joy to my heart; I've never felt before, with each touch of your hand,
I love you more and more. Whenever we say goodbye, whenever we part, know I hold you dearly,
deep inside my heart. So these seven words, I pray you hold true, 'Forever and Always, I Will Love You.' So tell me how can you say I am all of this junk, all based on pure prophesy, that I am the back stabber, the betraying traitor? Can I really be the hurtful one?