been months since we last saw each other
if I text you now, would I be a bother?
didn't mean to leave our love to wither
but you're the on who've chosen her
forgot how my life was before you
was I refined or was I crude?
tainted with your shades of blue
am I innocent or am I lewd?
you brought out emotions inside me
love, hate, happiness, sadness
even my worst days turned to glee
where did you get such prowess?
late night calls falling asleep to your breathing
five months passed by from fling to link
poured my heart out, the secrets and dream
was sure we'd be on each other's team
night drives to your house from work
it was dark but I know you smirked
rested your head upon my shoulder
my insides lurched as you got bolder
gave away my treasured white bunny bear
you wanted something that smells like me
addicted to the body spray you always wear
kept your jacket but we weren't meant to be
told you about my favourite band
breathed in your smoke secondhand
love to you is nothing but a game
rest assured for I will take the blame
at first didn't mind you calling me "sis"
later on felt like it was such a diss
know I said I like my men younger
regret it now because you're immature
failed to see through his excuses
lies all pretty like the words he abuses
he's just not ready for commitment
thank you boy for the lessons learnt
wary of other women in your life
then found out I was the side chick
lost my head in an endless strife
be honest from the start you dick
tired of being treated as second
maybe you did love me I wonder
you have pushed all my buttons
so this time I should know better
dirty fingernails same as your mind
trying to tear apart the ties that bind
jokes on me for being faithfully blind
wrote this poem to tell you I'm fine
YOU ARE READING
Tulis or Write?
PoetryOf love, hate, happiness and sadness. Sometimes, a broken heart is the best thing that could happen to a writer. A process of healing by writing amateur poems and short stories.