January 26, 2012
I remember the first time I saw you.
What happened?
We started out as friends,
why did we screw it up?
I told you “I love you”,
you repay me with a locker door-
to the side of the head.
But I still loved you,
you hit me but I was blinded
by blood and love.
Looking back on it now,
you were always a egotistical jerk.
I’m glad I gave you up
now only if –
you would get it
through your thick,
big ego that I hate
your guts and never, ever want to see you again.

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