A poem; from the bottom of my heart ©

When I think about you my heart sinks like Titanic,

I don't know what to do, my pulse rises and I start to panic.

I'm not sure you've even realised that I'm stood right here,

It physically hurts for you to be so near.

I gave you the best of all I had,

Now all I have left of me is memories and i'm glad.

Because sooner or later I will be able to replace them.

All that is left is your fumes of desperation.

I don't want you back. I want you to leave.

But if i'm honest with myself, I wish you never existed.

I think it's funny that you come crawling to me,

You should know that I don't love you anymore.

In fact, I hate you.