Post a picture of us on Throwback Thursday,
don't tag me, just say remember this?
Yeah, sure, we were a good couple.
While it lasted!
It's your fault I threw it away to be alone.
You always blew up my phone,
wouldn't leave me the fuck alone.
Hashtag, this could be us.
Am I the one playing?
No I'm not the player here.
Pretend to be depressed.
While you text my fake account with winky faces and cute texts.
You know what, fuck you too.
Lies come from the mouths of liars that start to believe their own lies.
"Babygirl you're the only one for me!"
Sure, baby, that's what you say to all the girls.
"I swear that's not true!"
Oh, it isn't? You ain't playing while I sit here texting your phone,
like, where the fuck are you?
We had plans!
Tell the people that I'm the cause,
that I'm the psycho bitch that has no life.
It doesn't matter to me.
I have the truth
YOU ARE READING
Last Night
PoetryDark poem collection from the span of a few years, slowly editing the early ones. The later ones are pretty good. Don't be afraid to give feedback. Please read, vote, and comment!
