All The Poems I Wrote

All the poems I wrote, 
Looking back at the
Love I had...

Openly, honestly.... I 
Feel like I cheated myself 

Time and time again. With false
Hope. How could anyone
Ever understand? I 

Poured my heart 
Out
Endlessly...
Meaninglessly...
Something 

I really don't feel like ever doing, again. Maybe 

When it feels 
Right, but how can I trust myself when I
Opened up to someone I
Trusted... Only to be
Estranged as though I never knew you.