It sucks….
To always be the person right before THE person.
The last boyfriend or girlfriend before your mate drifts away to their forever home.
While you silently ponder the phrase Foerver alone.
Seems like you are always just good enough to not be good enough to be The one.
One more and I’m done,
A routine promise you make following every new heartbreak.
Broken,
Battered,
Heart shattered,
Bruised From the exit wounds caused from ejecting all emotions from your body.
No longer wanting to feel,
No hope left for anyone to kill,
Or steal,
For real…..
At this point it’s fuck cupid, and everything he stands for!
Fuck love, be happy and just have sex more!
To hell with Valentine’s Day and all that other cute stuff,
Let’s make a new holiday for all the singles who’ve simply had enough.