It's funny how you think the world revolves around you
You twirl that ***** finger and you, my notorious boy, are caught
Clearly you haven't gotten the message
You cannot toy with something that cannot be fixed
But you, you always liked breaking things that do not belong to you
Oh the joy it brings you
To crumple up the love letters, random inside jokes and sincerity
To dump it on her and pop the balloon that brings her down
You ignorant, arrogant, *******, ******* ******
Do you not understand when she tells you love is a dart game and she has given all her darts to test your trust
All you do is throw the darts blindfolded, knowing every part of her body, and realizing you have pinned her under your feet
Why would you do this, if she has poured the truth she could not hide from her love
Why would you be so blind to go forth and show her the hard way
That you are not the one
And even long after you're done, you go back to her, to see if her wound still burns from the salty tears that dripped from her worn out eyes
I would like to thank you for showing what love was
Because you were the perfect example of what it can never be

I thought I'd post a poem today
though i know not what about

but then i heard the little bird say
tweet tweet gibberish harmony pout

I look around at all the bad poetry
and sigh with such relief

I'm glad that my words of maple tree
are eloquent beyond belief

Remember that overused line
about how opposites attract

As if we were comparable
to the idea of magnets
where North and South linked each other

Meaning our bond was built like this,
where we knew we were different,
but still we wound up together.

But later on we figured out
that there was not much between us,
that we’re more same than different

If its true how the saying goes,
there would be no reason for me
to even think why we’re apart.

Because opposites do attract,
and we found out we’re more alike.
So maybe that's the answer why.
Why it felt like you were drifting,
slowly drifting away from me.

Because when it comes to magnets,
opposites do attract each other.
But then we weren’t opposites,
because we saw ourselves in each other.

We said
It won't stop
But it's too late
I pressed the brakes
Threw away
Everything we gained
With all at stake
Out the window
No more crying
No more pain
All that we knew
All our beliefs
Tossed em out the trash
For my own relief
Yet I'm the one
Filled with sorrow at night
Rereading the letter
Thought I was making things right
How long will it take
To accept the end?
How will I view us
As just friends?

Why call my name
in that melodious voice,
when you are going to use that
same voice to leave me?

Why hold my hand
with that miraculous touch,
when you are going to use that
same touch to dump me?

Why kiss my lips
in that mesmerising twist,
when you are going to use that
same twist to rip me?

Why raise my hopes
with that mistaken strength,
when you are gonna to use that
same strength to crush me?

Why?

Why do what you did
To treat me,
when all you wanted to
Is to wound me.

Get that **** out
don't let it stay in
building up, soiling
inside and rotting
like the mold on a loaf of bread
ignored on the shelf
for two weeks
too long.

Get that **** out
for what seems to come out
of your ******* to you
may just be that
lost, buried treasure
another has finally found,
and oh how they might worship it
your magnificent ****.

Wouldn't it be nice
If people got dumped because
They fell in a bin
Of toxic waste and lost hair;
It's sadder than that these days.