7 april 2009

poem :)

Get out of my life, get out of my way.

I don’t wish to remember you anymore, not even the good things.

I really have tried to do my best.

But now it didn’t work.

You’re so ignorant to me.

I hate you.

I really do.

You caused me these tears every single day.

You don’t miss me at all.

You don’t have the guts to say you’re even a tiny bit sorry for it.

I don’t think you loved me for real.

I know you didn’t.

I just want to hit you hard in your face.

I want to see blood running down your cheeks.

Just to see your pain.

I want to laugh at you, just to make you feel stupid.

I hate you.

You just played with my fucking feelings.

I hate you.

I’ve made my point.

Say you’re sorry.

2 kommentarer:

  1. Oj, det där kändes, trots att det inte handlade om mig. Är du verkligen så arg? x)

    SvaraRadera