*tw: profanity*
fuck you.
i mean that in the most malicious of ways.
i should've known. i should've known.
you let me down and let me down
and i still hold hope for you in my heart.
fuck you for still being a good person.
fuck you for roping me in again,
giving me hope and then giving me
nothing but disappointment.
i should've known. i should've known.
this is who you are—
a slacker, a liar, a manipulator, a fuck-up—
and amongst all of this anger and
resentment i have towards you
and all of this disappointment
i find myself
romanticizing you at times,
remembering you at your best and
letting myself hope and hope until
you fuck up again.
fuck you.
i should've known. i should've known.
you'll never change.
i should've known.
YOU ARE READING
recycled poetry
Poesía❝i wish i was writing something special, but these words have been used before and there's no originality to it at all. i'm just reusing phrases until they're worn out, like musty library books or hand-me-down clothes.❞ from ❛hand-me-down poetry❜ i...
