i think it's funny
how you think you know me.
you don't,
obviously.
you still don't know
what breaks me.
you think
i was crying about you?
no.
i wouldn't cry
it's your loss.
let me like
what i like.
let me love
who i love.
let me be
who i am.
and let me tell you
that i didn't hate you before
nor do i now.
you may act
like a total dick
but we still had something
even if your words were just lies.
i knew it from the start.
fuck you too, i guess
but i won't stoop to your level.
-jb
