You're at a party tonight.
I know it,
I saw it on your story.
She's there with you,
That's fun, how's she doing?
She doesn't look a thing like me,
should i be happy?
I don't know if I am.
Should I post something on my story,
showing that I'm fine?
No need for you in my life.
Hm.
Maybe I could call A,
ask him to keep me company,
that would upset you,
you used to hate me talking to him,
saying one of these days he'd take me away.
He didn't,
clearly.
But maybe he should,
maybe I should let him,
I know he would,
would it make you jealous?
Maybe then you would get OUT OF MY FUCKING HEAD.
But until then,
I'll pretend not to think about you,
and pretend I don't stalk your stories when you post something with you-know-who,
And I'll act as though my heart's with A and not you.
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PoetryCrushes, Heartbreak, Depression, Sad Truths I make it all! Here is my poetry! TW: Heartbreak and hurt, maybe a small amount of swearing but I don't know yet. #1 in Sadtruth - 10/5/23 #13 in Poetry - 11/11/23 #26 in Quotes - 11/14/23 #55 in...
