Good-bye.
to you and your "friend".
I trusted you,
but you played me in the end.I'm not a guitar,
you can't strum this cord.
You can't pick me up,
then break me when your bored.How many promises,
did I let slide?
How open, stupid,
and caring was I?No more tears,
I won't waste another on you!
I'm sorry I cared,
I'm sorry I'm done with you too.How could you,
have the nerve to stab me in the back!?
I loved you so much,
it gave me a heart attack.But now that its over.
And we're finally though...
My last few words:
Screw-and-YOU.
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Collection of My Mini Works
PoetryJust "short" stories / poems / random small works 2014 © All Rights Reserved Jessy Vazquez (Bendots)