There is something poetic in having your heart broken
They say with suffering comes a greater person
As a guide to self-improvement tear the heart out its socket.
Be sure you go days looking at eachother without having spoken
Let him take you anyway he choses as a tool to **** on
Because eventually he will learn to rely on you
And you will love him deeply, it will rub a sore
Some maternal instinct may kick in
Some deep seaded need to be looked after
He may touch you softly and nestle in your hair
Then, when he chooses to **** you off, don't forget
Its hard to kiss him when he is not there