You ask me what I don't like about you
then get cross when I give you the answer.
Not my fault you don't like it, sometimes
the truth hurts us all, it seems.
Dated me for 4 months then dumped me
right in front of all our friends, then I had to
go to a French lesson and pretend I was OK.
What kind of boyfriend were you to do that to me?
Now I look at you and feel sorry for you. Since
we split up, you've cheated on your current
girlfriend with your ex - what a waste of a life, to
go and do that to someone!
I look at my life and see only sadness and pity for
that chapter you were in. Back then I thought we
had a future but now I see that I was wrong - you
and me wouldn't have ever got married.
5 years on from you dumping me so publicly, I've
found my perfect guy. He's never cheated and never
will, he loves me and he doesn't get angry when
I give him an honest answer - unlike you.
So goodbye, you cheating little lowlife. I'm not jealous
of you any more, I don't miss you like I used to, and now
I can see you clearly for what you are - a little scumbag.
Don't like it? Tough.
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