I keep writing about you
and I wish that
you would just go away
and leave me alone
and just get out of my head
beause it has been seven months
since you chose to walk away
but thoughts of you
are still there
every day.
Maybe the reason
I can't get rid of you
is because of all
of your lies
and my wonder why's
and the fact
that you act as if
I don't even exist
anymore and you
act like we never
even happened.
You didn't really think
I would stop existing when
you walked out of my life
after spending two years
acting like my wife.
When you looked at me
you only saw
what you chose to see
never ever really
trying to see
the real me
and you only saw
that person that
I used to be.
But after meeting you
I became so much more
but that still
didn't stop you from
walking out
that door.
Happy hunting. Jon York 2012
May 10, 2012
May 10, 2012 at 11:04 PM UTC
I keep writing about you
and I wish that
you would just go away
and leave me alone
and just get out of my head
beause it has been seven months
since you chose to walk away
but thoughts of you
are still there
every day.
Maybe the reason
I can't get rid of you
is because of all
of your lies
and my wonder why's
and the fact
that you act as if
I don't even exist
anymore and you
act like we never
even happened.
You didn't really think
I would stop existing when
you walked out of my life
after spending two years
acting like my wife.
When you looked at me
you only saw
what you chose to see
never ever really
trying to see
the real me
and you only saw
that person that
I used to be.
But after meeting you
I became so much more
but that still
didn't stop you from
walking out
that door.
Happy hunting. Jon York 2012
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