I hate when someone you used to talk to acts like they know who you are today.
Honey do you get the fact people change?
Honey do you get the fact that iv'e changed?
Honey do you think you know me?
You only know what is still true.
Like my birthdays still the 15th of January.
That dosen't change.
Of course you know that.
But who i am now is not who i was a week,a month or a year back.
Honey do you think you know me so well?
Tell me my favroite band.
I'd only tell you and you would never understand.
You once know someone they never change you say.
But honey do you know me?
Honey do you know the things i want to do?
Honey do you know i hardly think of you?
Do you know that i'm over it?
Have you got a clue?
What i feel for you is gone.
Now the storm rages on.
Your not apart of my world anymore.
And honey do you know how happy that makes me?
Honey do you know i don't want to waste my thoughts and time on you?
Oh but honey do you know that's what am doing right now?
And when you tried to remember my bff's birthday i told you "I'm 4 days older"
Like i had never met you.
Because to me, it wasn't so much that i had never met you it was that you had never met the new me.
And honey when you said "Stop acting like i don't know you" i sectretly went "You don't"
Because if you can't remember her birthday then you can't remember mine.
Because i'm only four days older and i'm sure you can do the math unless you have no brain anymore.
Iv'e changed i don't know if you see it or if you even care.
But what i know is i don't and i have no dispare.
I know you haven't changed and i wont waste my time when i could have something better to give my heart to.
I already wasted my time on you.
A year or two worth though it felt like three.
It only feels like i now have been set free,
of that wicked spell of yours.
And even today i'll look at those brown eyes and they still make me wanna go back under.
But somehow iv'e lerned better not to let you fool me.
I know who you are now.
And the best thing is you have no idea who i am anymore.
So goodbye worry,
Goodbye you,
Goodbye honey,
For not even friends will we be
And not even enimes.
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PoetryA sea of poetry, of metaphors and similes written by me