How. (A Poem)

How.

Tell me, so that I can comprehend and understand,

Of how you’re moving on.

And I’m sorry if I don’t seem like I’m listening, it’s because I’m trying not to punch someone in the face

Because, how can someone just…move on like that? What, because they don’t care?

You dragged me into this, and yes, I was stupid enough to agree…

But then YOU ended it. Yes, YOU did.

Like it was nothing, like I meant nothing, like I was nothing and don’t deserve nothing.

Then I realized it was because I don’t mean anything, I deserve nothing except death,

That I’m on this earth to just take up space; it wouldn’t matter if I was swept away by death tomorrow

But what I don’t understand is,

How can you just destroy someone’s heart and don’t even give a shit?!

How can you act like you did for so long, like you really did care, and then just leave me behind as nothing?

Is it because I’ve been nothing all along, or did you do this to me? Make me feel like nothing?

And now, everything’s perfectly fine when I’m not there, even though you begged me to be there with you,

You begged me to always be there for you, and I WAS.

And what do you do? Act like it’s nothing.

I should probably let go, but I can’t. Because that’s the effect you’ve had on me.

To keep coming back around, until the job is done.

So I don’t give a FUCK if you think you’ve moved on already with some bitch…

I’m sorry, I don’t know her. I just know that she’s a dumb bitch with a second grader’s vocabulary with a brain of third grader.

I just know that she is not capable of the responsibility that comes with being with a person like you.

God, I hate you so much right now, I just can’t even stand to look at you

I hate you so damn much.

So if you think that you’re moving on without any remorse or any feelings about me,

You’re wrong.

I am going to haunt your memories, and you’ll rue the day you ripped out my heart and threw it away,

You stupid idiot.

I don’t care how juvenile this all sounds, because maybe I just have juvenile feelings

Except for the love I once had for you. Yes, I admit that I used to love you,

And how freaking stupid I was for ever doing so.

So when that dumb bitch realizes what a dumb mistake it was to ever even talk to you,

And I’ve moved on, and regret the day I ever met you,

We’ll see who’ll be writing a poem about their ex they hate.

F you.