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my heart: it's gone.
just when i thought i've healed myself,
you always find some way to pop-up, crop-up, show-up and be in my life, again.

i don't know you anymore
but your memory burns,
it's something i keep hidden to avoid ever having to face it.
it used to be so easy.

i will continue to make it so i never knew you.
12
on a scale of one to desperate
calling the ex boyfriend
who told me,
'it scares me how much
i love you'
then broke up with me
then seduced me on his couch
promptly after
is a 12.

lonely fuels
regrettable decisions
and sits unmoving in the gut,
a boulder.
heartbreak and heartache
ex bestfriend, ex boyfriend
both pouring the salt in my always fresh wounds
keeping me awake awake awake all night long
until i drag myself out of bed to get to school
only to be twice as miserable as i am at night
thank you, i give you both a round of applause
for leading me on for so long
for tricking my head, for tricking my heart
good job
He texted me last night saying he really misses me.
This was probably after work, but I don't know for sure.
I haven't contacted him in two weeks.
He hurt me and found pleasure in teasing me.
But I'm just confused because he's (ex-boyfriend) still contacting me,
Not like an ex-boyfriend should.
*I'm still going to ignore him because I'm progressively moving on...
Hey Sweetheart remember me?
The girl you said you 'loved' for almost a century?

I see you take your "new" friends wherever you go.
Are you with them cause we broke up or is it for their hoes?

So you said we should be 'friends' and you're really sorry,
but what about these rumors you've been telling everybody?

I never left the boundaries of being faithful,
that was your ******* cause you're so ******* disdainful.

Now even though I'm ecstatic I kicked you to the curb,
we need to go over some things cause I'm pretty disturbed.

For one keep my name out of your mouth,
you must not understand baby I'm from the south.

I'm not scared to punk you in front of your friends,
if I hear another thing about me from you this will transcend.

Oh by the way I un-friended your ***** ***,
You're a ******* and you've been outclassed.

I hope the next **** you **** carries stds,
that's exactly the kind of wake up call you need.

Thank God I dumped you when I did,
you were so ******* annoying since you act like a kid.

I hate you so much and I will never miss you again,
Lets not talk anymore and you can just have a ****** life then!


-Alicia Hubert
I did two so there was the variation of the anger kept over him but also that side of love that is still left over.
Oh, they think they know.
While second guessing at best.
Pure speculation about us.
About our friends with benefits.
Without understanding just how deep it is.

We see the smiles.
We hear the giggles.
And notice the winking of the eyes.
And they still don't realize just what our friendship truly is.
While they try to materialize to themselves our friends with benefits relationship.

While they think it's ******.
Maybe even physical.
None gives it a guess that it's mostly emotional.

When we need a laugh.
When we need a listening ear.
That's when our friends with benefits appears.

When we need advice.
Whether it's good or bad.
That's when our friends with benefits kicks in.

We let them speculate.
We let them make their stupid mistakes.
Even when we could straighten out their wrongs.

All because our friends with benefits is so much more.
Then physical or ******.
When it first started it was
sneaking around in

the dead of night,
stolen kisses and

excitement.
Now,

it's familiar. Same old story,
my mother makes you tea

in the mornings.
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