It’s fine, really.
I’ll swallow down
My feelings,
Been holding onto them
Just way too long.
I am tired of waiting
For you to finally
Be ******* ready.
It’s time to move on.
Please never call me,
Don’t text me too.
I’ve learnt my lesson,
The past belongs to past,
And I belong to you.
Just kidding,
It rhymed slightly better.
I don’t, although
I always wanted to.