I thought I got rid of you.
                              I though I numbed the pain
                              you left me with
                              
                              I thought I was done
                              with the fantasies that one day
                              
                              you'd realize your mistake 
                              
                              and
                              come back.
                              
                              We are done.
                              
                              I thought I would never
                              have to
                              look into your eyes
                              and feel the hurt
                              
                              that my veins
                              burn with
                              
                              every single day.
                              
                              I am done.
                              
                              You no longer have the right
                              
                              to 
                              love me.
                              
                              I no longer care
                              about the romance songs
                              poems
                              movies
                              books
                              
                              that tell me that I should
                              give 
                              
                              you a second chance.
                              
                              I won't.
                              
                              You broke the piece 
                              in my heart
                              
                              that said it would always love you.
                              That is what you chose.
                              
                              Try to win me back,
                              I dare you.
                              
                              You won't succeed.
                              The girl you left
                              grew into someone who
                              
                              no longer listens
                              to the pitying cries
                              
                              the wind tries to sing
                              in 
                              
                              your favor. 
                              
                              You don't get to love 
                              the person
                              
                              I have become,
                              
                              I know I am worthy
                              of
                              someone 
                              who won't treat me
                              the way
                              
                              you did.
                              
                              I moved on and lived my life,
                              you should too.
                                      
                                          
                                   
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A Book of Words That Never Seem To Be Enough
PoetryA book filled with words that I thought made sense, but they never seem to be enough. *warning* emotional, messy, raw and full of sadness (sometimes a little happiness here and there) I hope you give my words a chance, maybe they'll be enough for yo...
 
                                               
                                                  