you know how they say you cant be friends
with your exs?
i call bullshit.
in fact, i cant stay mad at my exs.
im not
like that, i guess.
they could do something so horrid and
i would
every time
forgive them.
make up excuses for them doing
what they did.
i remained his friend for months.
i stayed up late
helping him get through the tough times.
wether it was at 2am
or 2pm
i was there.
he left, again.
and so i waited. because i still missed him.
don't get me wrong,
i should've left the first time he pushed me away.
but i left
mentally
after the 5th time.
and i still feel embarrassed
that i let
a single fucking man
walk all over me...
5 times.
YOU ARE READING
for him.
Poetrythis has no order. but a broader meaning. this is for you. the man who broke me.