He told me we would run away together

Told me we would get married

You tell me you love me

I love your ideas

I love that you care for me

But I don’t love you

I don’t love the way you look at my friends

Cruel and cold

I don’t love the way you bully the weak

I laugh it off around you but deep down I hate it

Being around you makes me want to cry

I cant tell if I’m in the wrong for not loving you

Or you for not being a good person

I want your fairytale ideas

But not you

Your not my fairytale

Hey guys, idrk what I was doing with this poem! I was kinda throwing random sentences around so pls drop a comment on your opinion