All that I have left
to say to you
is good riddance.
*******
******* ******* and one more
*******.

I had so much respect
for you that even when we
weren't "friends"
I gave you the chance for
closure,
to tell me how you feel
one last time,
so that you didn't have to
feel this weight until
the day you die.

But you didn't even respond
when I did the same thing.
Or tried to.
So I will have to live
with these unanswered questions
and botched memories
of the boy I used to know.

Because you are not him.
If all I am is **** on the bottom
of your boots,
then join the club
and
walk alone.

Let me get one thing
straight.
If I was to leave him
it wouldn't be because
we don't have *** enough.
It would be because
I don't deserve to feel the
way i do right now.
I deserve someone who
thinks the sun won't rise
tomorrow if I'm not there,
that everything about me
is beautiful,
the way I pull out my hair,
and say my name.
Someone who can't take their
eyes off me even when I'm just
changing my pants in front of him.
I will not settle for
second best,
when I know what
it's like to be someone's
world.
I don't want money,
or to be taken out
on dates,
I just want someone
who can't see anyone
else when I walk in
the room.

My sunshine understands.

So why can't he?