Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

I thought about you yesterday,
something I haven't done in awhile.
Its proven hard to break away,
To hide behind a false smile.
Pretending not to give a fuck,
attempting to deceive myself.
Because the reality I cannot stomach,
the history repeating itself. 
Oh, how I once craved your affection!
Now, the thought of your happiness makes my skin itch.
With a rusty blade, you severed our connection,
Without so much as a flinch.
And if one day you want to reunite;
Take our transient memories from the shelf.
I believe it my birthright
to tell you to go fuck yourself.