poems of a failed situationship

excuses

i'm so done making excuses for you.

excuses for all the pain you knowingly

caused.

"he's just not talking to me because

he's busy with sports and home and

stuff.",

"he only canceled to hang out with his

friends because he hasn't seen them

in days. —— no it's okay, we hung out

two weeks ago anyways.",

"i don't care that he's talking to other

girls even though he said he wouldn't,

it's not like we're in a relationship.".

i was so stupid.

so stupid for letting you sit there and

lie to me,

treat me like an option,

and for what?

it's not like i gained anything from

making all of those excuses.