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Sat 3 Mar, 2007 01:47 pm
So, I think of when we first met.
I didn't like you then,
And heavens know.
I do not like you now.
I know you never did anything
But you are a pin in my side
A needle in my spine
A lie I can't seem to get rid of.
And I hope it makes you squirm.
Each time she says my name.
A constant reminder, I was first.
I set the standard unattainable to you.
I care not of this though.
Albeit as I say type this
it may sound different.
I cannot contain my laughter at this thought.
All the times she cries my name into your shoulders.
You are the new lie.
The one who must shoulder her tears.
Not I
Not this time.
Enjoy your turn.
I promise it will not last.
It never does.
I do not care if it does work out.
In fact, best wishes on your trip.
Nevertheless, I see it in her eyes.
I know she yearns not for you.
But, for I.
I do not want that life back
A constant reminder of what I was then
Tells me never to turn back.
Therefore, I will not.
Enjoy your ride this time
No one will be there when you fall
And I won't mind watching your world collapse.
So think twice before you let yourself become too attached.
I know I did.
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you're right...better off forgotten