It was such a roller-coaster

I couldn't even think

I thought it would be fun

But at the end I was sick

I thought you were accepting

I thought you were kind

But I guess I was never yours

And you were never mine

You used me, subdued me

I just wanted to be your friend

You never stayed, I was just a game

It wasn't meant to have a happy end

So yes I cried, and yes I died,

But how could I not?

I hope you're happier than you were with me,

Just kidding, I hope you fucking rot.

Just a poem I wrote when I was angry at my ex. It really does help.

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