Poems of a not so good girl

Not for him

You just left me, left me like I meant nothing to you at all. Just so easy for you to stop answering, or looking down or away when you saw me in the hallways. Disregarding me. 

I don't get it, we were good. I thought we were going place but apparently I was wrong. I'm always wrong about these things. Doubting myself. 

The thoughts that dance around in my head are now gone. Nothing but the voices singing sad breakup songs even though we were never together. We could've been, we could've been a power couple, the couple everyone looked up to and admired but then you did me dirty. Disappointing only I. 

It's okay because I'm glad were not together. I've been working on myself and its not for him I can promise you that, I am the one trying to make these changes to improve myself, for myself. 

The way I cut my hair, not for him. I adore the way my hair reaches my shoulders and my bangs curl right over my eyelids. 

Fact that I started a new workout routine to get a flatter stomach and more toned butt, its not  for him. Seeing myself i the mirror with a fitter body will make me smiler just the slightest bit bigger. 

Most dramatic of all, I've have decided to stop talking to all other fuckboys. This was definitely not for him, but for me to understand and develop actual feelings for boys before getting into a relationship. Causing myself stronger and less pain in the future. 

Maybe for these reasons someone else will learn to love and put up with me.