when you said to me that you weren't sad about it
clearly what you said was the truth
you didn't waste any time moving on, did you?
meanwhile i'm on my own, trapped with my thoughts
she's an itty bitty pretty one
less tired
less angry
less sad
less insecurity
less baggage
than me
and positively as sweet as can be
everything that I'm not
congratulations, she's quite a catch
and don't get me wrong
i'm not saying that you treated me unkind
in fact it is quite the contrary
we both knew what we were getting into
that together we would be hell in a handbag
"a situation headed for disaster inescapably"
but I couldn't help myself
after all, so much of the past two years had been committed to loving you
and when we parted i saw it coming
and i knew the thought of you loving me back was too good to be true
but i guess after all these years of friendship
i would have thought that my heart would mean a little more to you
you said you were afraid to hurt me
and I refuted your fears by saying that my pain was my problem
as true as that may be, regardless, you've still hurt me
not as a lover, but as a friend
a stab wound deep inside my chest, piercing but not fatal
but I guess it doesn't matter anymore
even if you don't care about me, I still care about you
the only thing I wish for is the two of you to be as happy as you can be
hug and kiss and love and fuck and smile and laugh and be merry
if anyone asks you what happened to me
tell them anything besides the truth
which is that I'm still aching over you
say i'm terminally ill
tell them I'm on vacation
or that i moved far, far away
say anything, I beg of you
anything but the pathetic truth
that in reality I'm just your crazy ex-girlfriend down the street
i'm glad you aren't sad because I sure am
i'm glad you didn't shed a tear because I shed far too many over you
i'm so over the moon that you're doing just fine when I'm broken inside
you and I are ying and yang
the blackest and bluest of sheep
believe me, if I wasn't before, I've definitely been left black and blue
with bruises and contusions invisible to the naked eye
still, i'm your crazy ex-girlfriend
i suppose there are worse legacies
i'll leave you be
enjoy her and allow her to enjoy you to the fullest
fill your hearts to the brim with love and sticky sweet emotions
the ones that always made me want to vomit
so, send my love to your new lover
i'll be across town if you ever need me
always just a phone call away
sincerely yours forever
your stupid, crazy ex-girlfriend
