This wasn't my first heartbreak
You gave me my first
It seemed you made sure
to make my second my worst
When you broke up with me
I was too scared to speak
But as soon as I did
Again, you made me weak
"I'm sorry you feel this, that you have to leave"
"Is that all you have to say? You aren't willing to fight for me?"
I bit my tongue near till the end
Even when you said
"You're horrible and rude, we can't be more than friends"
As soon as I told a person or two
You did your worst
It was almost as if you'd done it on cue
You'd been here before, and that scared you
My friends told you nothing
But you sent yours to attack me
You used "you're trying to make me feel guilty"
to do the same to me
Before you text me, and
After you read this
Just know two things:
I'll leave you on read
and
you're a bitch
