I'm holding out for better days,
but while I'm here,
while I wait,
I'd really love a drink.
Or some dust to take me through the clouds.

Lies, lies, lies
That's all you ever say
You said, you love me
But it was completely a game
You said, 'I was the one'
But you were just playing
You said, you'll never leave
But you said 'goodbye' without any hesitation

Now, I end up being broken
fragmented, and destroyed

Please don't take this as a love poem.
I do not care to relive past moments of us.
Like when i saw you for the first time.
And the songs of angels rang in my heart.
I will never write a love poem for you again.
Like when we sheltered from the spring rain
Below a maple tree in olive greens
And the colour of its leaves
Were the exact colour of your eyes.
I am finished with silly love poems
And I will never mention again
How I stop when i hear a laugh
exactly like yours.
Or see a woman from behind
And her hair is burnished gold
just like yours.
I am now quite over you.
I hardly ever think of you anymore.
Except perhaps in springtime
But then
I should never think of springtime.
For that would surely
break my heart in two.