You move on
No effort required
As I sit and choke
All my tears I've cried over you
Oh, how good you are at hurting me
She's almost 10 years older than me
And so homely
I should be relieved
But its worse that she's not another countless whore
You love a good white trash girl
And according to you,
You think we'd be friends.
I don't need to be friends
With this intruder on my life
Who's stealing my home
My future
My friend
My you.
I should be happy for you.
But I'm not
I never will be
Because you still tell me you love me
And two weeks ago,
Asked me to marry you.
Even though you'd already been fucking her
For a month before that.
You can't keep me
And have her too.
I'm sure you tell both of us
Whatever you think we want to hear
You also love your lies,
Thinking you're so clever
Which is why I need to make a clean break and go
You keep me
From moving forward
From moving on
From letting go.
Your embrace has become a chain around my neck
And one of the two will break
So if she is what makes you happy
Forget me
If you really want to be with me,
You'd be with me.
But you don't.
- Author: Doll in Wonderland ( Offline)
- Published: October 19th, 2016 21:57
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 11
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