It's funny really.
Four weeks ago you laid it all out.
You told me how you "really" feel.
You told me that my poetry makes you angry because
I "should never have been treated like that".
You told me that you love me.
I just find it ironic that a month later,
We're barely talking,
You're dating someone else,
And all has gone back to as if you never said anything.
All except for me.
What am I supposed to do with those three words?
What do I do with this new information?

Did you even mean it?

It's just funny really how you said
The people in my past ruined your chances,
When really,
Right now,
You'e doing a pretty good job of ******* them up all by yourself