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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