I saw you today
In your new shoes and perfect hair
Your eyes telling endless love
You were swooning over her
And she was buying into it
But only I know what you really are
A shelf of broken promises?
A demon in denial?
Whatever you are, who could love such a thing?
I know I am the answer to my own question
But I still hate you
And I hate what you did
I hate who you are
And I hate what we've become
I hate your new shoes
And I hate your perfect hair
I hate your eyes and thier endless love.
Maybe it's a lie
Because it cannot be real
That I want you in my life
But sweet, I DON'T MISS YOU
I'm glad you're gone
I don't want to see your gorgeous face
I don't care if you've given up
Or if you'll ever love again
"Love", isn't it just so horrid?
In all its horrid ways?
I know what you were to me...
A friend... someone I loved...
But what the hell was I to you?
A toy to be played with when needed?
An accessory to wear on your neck?
If that's your idea of love
Have fun sweet!
Make them go wild for you
As I did
Have fun with your ugly shoes and boring hair
Have fun with your stupid overrated love and eyes that tell it
Although
I still wish
They told it to me.
Thanks for reading guys! Tell me what you think :) I wrote this a while ago and the more I write the better I get so all advice is appreciated <3
Hannah xo
