she said i can't believe how you've gotten over me
it's because you haven't changed
somehow you got over me when we were in love
and now it's been so long
our memories have changed
still you want me to feel the hurt
but you didn't walk away from a wilting flower
instead I was a rock swarmed by too much rain
you didn't know it then
even at the bottom of a raging river
there is no loss great enough to make me drown
your disappointment in me now is only in yourself
if you cannot destroy someone then what are you?
is that the question you bring to me today?

the words floated towards her ears;
and though they were a whisper,
though not so much to her;
onward they flew,
like an arrow in search of an apple;
as i watched its unbending advance,
intent upon its true aim,
i prayed an eagle would sense its prey
and by its tyrannical claws,
sharpened for battle,
my insults would be given a stay,
dragged away for just recourse,
like a judge halting a widow’s creditors;
but alas my safe harbor of regret
was not soon enough in its valor,
as the apple i loved,
a beautiful gift of nature,
shattered
bursting loudly,
into the tears that exist only for me;
no they would not spare her,
not my words
not her tears
for once sent,
they could never repent,
and once wept,
they would never forget

Every day begins the same, coffee or a soda
It’s the way she lets the sunshine in
Too many times she’s seen the end
She says she’ll wait for the right day
Until then she walks alone while the sun sets again

She doesn’t miss snoring or cleaning the tub
Not the type of girl to give in
She would do it for the right kind of friend
Remembering the day she sent him away
But time makes him seem different than other men

She’s not a lady in wait
That’s no way to live
But the moon said it’s not so bad
I always wait for you

Her fingers fidget around her last cigarette
She wants to quit but not without him
Her family always ask where’s he been
She tells them it’s not for her to say
If he calls she’ll talk about it but not before then

She’s not a lady in wait
That’s not the way she lives
But the moon said I’m also sad
I know you are too

Let's be honest here,
you might be hurt now or your feelings might borderline on hate
but when he texts you next monday, when people are starting to get ready for bed
you will answer his 'wanna come over?'
with 'sure' and 'im on my way'
and it would be okay, because baby girl you need this
you need something to look forward to,
so that tomorrow wouldn't seem like a bad idea and to make light a little more bearable.

But after please,
do not long to stay,
do not long to sleep on his bed or to have his arms wrapped around you,
and do not steal kisses from him after *******
because it would make you hope for something definite.
For him you will always just be a bed warmer
your number on his phone would never have a name
he might burn you with his kisses
but behind those lips is lust and nothing more

if you hope sweet girl your heart will be vulnerable to his charming smiles and his comforting scent
you will fall over the same dark cliff
with the same cold ground catching you

love, your wounds are still fresh
your bones are yet to heal
he is not a replacement
he's just something you need
to remove the remaining traces of the past from your skin

please do not give another man power over you

instead gather your abandoned clothes on his floor and walk straight to his door and thank him, you might not be coming back next time.

I love you
Do you love me?
I know it's not something I should ask
But I can't resist
It's a hard path
Forever is a long time But I wouldn't mind spending it with you You are my one and only
Am I yours I ask for the truth nothing but the truth and only the truth is it true you love me
Or is it false