May 11

You thought I wouldn't remember the way your shoulder brushed hers in front of my very eyes?

You thought I wouldn't remember the way she'd call you "By" when I was supposed to be the only one who could call you "Baby"?

You thought I wouldn't remember the way you got upset due to losing photos of her and you both together when you were supposed to only ogle photos of me and us both together?

You thought I wouldn't remember the way you said that you missed her too when you were supposed to keep in mind that you were dating me and not say things like that to just anyone?

You thought I wouldn't remember the way you gave her high hopes by saying that you were silently looking for her at campus when I was supposed to be the only one you'd look forward meeting with?

You thought I wouldn't remember the way you defended her over me and blamed me instead for being jealous when you were supposed to tell her straight away to stop doing the things she was doing?

You thought I would forget all those things so easily and act as if nothing has ever happened at all?

I'd love to,
But my mind wouldn't let me.

Would a gunshot to the head help me forget all those things?
Detha Prastyphylia
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Detha Prastyphylia  20/F/Surabaya, Indonesia
(20/F/Surabaya, Indonesia)   
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