all these memories haunt me
I can't move my body
you said that you want me
and a million sorrys
and now I want you to hate me
as much as I loved you
I want you to never
stop replaying what you'd do
to make a girl go out of control
an innocent seduced
manipulator, pedophile
what the hell is wrong with you?
and now I want you to loathe me
with every breath you breathe
I wish that you regret and curse
your hands all over me
I wish for you to rue the day
the day that we first met
your eyes collapsing on my skin
my blood, my tears, my sweat
I wish that I'll be haunting you
torture in your dreams
overwhelming anger
like your gaze drowning me
I wish that I will be the one
and only that you hate
cause you were my priority
now your misery looks great
I wish that you punch a wall
I wish that you will scream
I wish to be the bane of your existance
cause you ere everything
to me.
YOU ARE READING
Ouch: i'm still not over you
Poetrypoetry about heartbreak, betrayal, and disappointment.