A Book Of Poems

Growing Anger

It was always you two
You two always looked like the couple
Fucking pissing me off
Eating off her plate
Being her waiter
What the hell
Was I not good enough
Flirting
I spit at you
Only with my words
That will never be spoken
Only typed
As soon as you left
You went to her
Like our eight months never happened
Congrats
Just wait till she moves
All the way south
Are you still going to love her
Or crawl back to me
Begging for forgiveness
At this point
The only one who will truly forgive you
Is God