Sunday, August 23, 2009

Glad You Are Gone

I am here.
Don't pretend that I do not exist.
Because I am still breathing.
Life has taught me many things since you have been gone.
I'm glad you are gone.
I never needed your problems and you never needed mine.
If you would have been there for me for one second;
instead of bitching at me for my feelings and opinions, maybe I wouldn't have told you something hurtful.
You deserved it.
I cannot help myself when I am lonely.
I always want someone there to care for me.
Were you there every time I needed you?
You stood in the shadows pretending not to watch.
How dare you.
How can you say I love you when you don't even mean it.
Well I'm glad you left me.
It made me realize what a true bastard you were.
And I guess you realized what a true bitch I am.
I'm not though.
If you would have took the time to see how I work.
You envious little boy.
Grow up.
You may be older, but you are still younger in the mind.
Stop being so childish over these things.

Sincerely,
Brooke

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