Be diligent. Be ignorant. All the things I've said again.
All the things I told her when I said stay away from him.
It was my fault, at the end of the day, I ended it.
It was me who wanted to marry a kind hypocrite.But even as it finishes, we should talk this out right?
We should go over the aftermath, show what's wrong and act polite.
But apparently, it activated your fight or flight.
It took you three months to text me back that night.You moved on, and so did I, so I'm not blaming you for that.
But you when you contacted me, it's not the answer you wanted back.
And so there I sat.
Not sad, not mad, just finally glad.Glad you gave me a reason to shut this side out.
A reason for me not to shut my damn mouth.
I can go on this hill and I can shout.
I can shout, let it out, and keep my mind out of the clouds.It was you that brought me down to earth, you made me see clearly.
I don't want someone who doesn't hold me in any priority.
Someone who tells me my dreams are just a fantasy.
Someone who tells me every problem is because of me.Still I wish you all the best.
To you, your family, and the rest.
This dance ended in the only way I could request.
Despite problems, unaddressed.
Anger, coalesced.
Love, in wrong invest.
Pride, self-professed.
Despite the things I detest.
The words I had to keep suppressed!
Despite everything I felt, you still were unimpressed!Using my better judgement, and my new significant other's sentiments.
I find the end.
One thousand, three hundred and twenty-one days into it.
If given a another chance, I wouldn't have done anything different.
It's over now, I hope she's happy now, that's what matters, isn't it?
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The Color Green
PoetryThis is a collection of works that is my way of thoroughly expressing what I'm feeling, seeing, and learning throughout life over the course of the last 3 years.