February 02, 2012

The Truth Is

Thinking about the way you left
Makes me want to throw your genitals into a grinder and feed them to your cat

Thinking about what you did to me
Makes me want to throw your drunk ass out a plane, while you are still intoxicated

Thinking about what we didn’t do, what we didn’t get to do
Makes me feel like I was not a big fucking idiot, but instead someone who actually thinks

But at the same time there are things I wish had happened
I wish you had never disappeared, I wish you remembered what had happened, I wish, Oh, I wish

That I got the chance to say goodbye
The chance to tell you how I felt, and how I did not want to go on with you anyway

The only mistake I can admit I made was meeting you so abruptly
But I don’t regret it, I enjoyed myself, I did what I wanted to do at the time, I made no mistakes

You know at least we did not have sex or
At least I did not fall in love with

You know at least I did not give you my heart
The same way I did not give you my dignity

You know this has all been very educational
Meeting people online is not always the greatest idea

But hey, I should not give up
Ok Cupid, please tell me there are Plenty Of Fish in the sea

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