I was angry
Because I could imagine her
Being used
Being taken advantage of
That's my girl you're touching
But I guess she wasn't thinking of me
When he was in her throat
I don't know why I wasn't enough
But that doesn't matter I guess
Maybe it wasn't even a matter of my love
But what caused her to give in
I feel a little used
And I know I've done it before
But we've gotten over the past
Right?
We wouldn't be in the present if we didn't
So let's talk about now
I'm angry because he used you
And I told you they would
I'm angry because I feel like I mean less to you
I'm angry because at the very moment I was thinking about you
You weren't thinking about me
But thinking about how good he felt in you
I feel really hurt
I'm not gonna lie
It's whatever I guess
How was it?
Was it worth it?
Was it all you wanted?
I sure do hope so
Because I thought we were still committed to each other
I don't know what he said
That was so enticing
But I assume it was better
Than hearing "I love you."
Come out my mouth
I don't know if you expected him to say it
To feel it
Too like you
I have no idea what was going on
I probably sound like an asshole
But you weren't thinking about what my voice sounds like saying "Moonlight"
I LOVE YOU
Okay?
So why did you need him?
I don't want you for your body
I want you for your heart
But I guess you don't want me anymore
We broke up so you can work on this
Did we breakup for nothing?
I'm still hurt either way
I never thought
Never dreamed
That something you would do
Could hurt me
But I'm hurt
So tell me
Did you wish it was me?
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PoetryThis is the tale of emotions gone rogue. They stole a depressing '69 Mini Cooper Country Man. Denial is driving. Anger is smoking a cigarette in the passenger seat. Identity is nowhere to be found. The red flags are in the trunk. Okay, not seriously...