I.
I got
So ******* hung up on you
The highs, the lows
Everything was you
So far
I was completely smitten
Every word was lyrical
Everything was you
II.
And I
I thought I had moved on
From all the pain you left me with
But still I saw
Everything was you
III.
Do you remember, how my friends
Were your friends
And our friends always spoke of how
Great we were
Do you remember, how my friends
Weren't your friends
The second I said it was over
They still say how
I can do so much better then him (you)
I'm a thousand times better then him
(Everything is still you)
But in the aftermath
Before their questions were answered
They still spoke of how
Wonderful we are
We were
So I'm sure they're lying to me
Do your friends lie to you
About me too?
Do you still have friends, after
I took our friends
And made them mine?
IV.
I called it a
Mutual ghosting
That neither of us wanted us
But I really thought you wanted us
I still don't know why you let me go
But I said I wanted to let you go
My friends asking me who I like
And I Have moved on from you
Surely I'm done with you by now
V.
I've started seeing girls in the street
God they're beautiful
(Like you were
Two, three years ago?)
Girls are pretty
I thought you were pretty
I thought I was done
I thought I was fine with the way we left us
I still write about you
Surely I'm not done with you
VI.
Sometimes I wonder if I ever really liked you
Or if I just wanted to be your friend
And my friends called it affection
I'm not really sure
VII.
I know I could've loved you
We were perfect in every way
Except I didn't have any trust or love
Because I was scared of going too fast
We were comets
If we got to close surely we'd collide
I want to be done with you
There's empty pages in front of me
I'm ready to write on them
As soon as your ghost leaves me
Please leave me
I want to be done with you
I want to move on
We were barely an us
How does that warrant this obsession
With how beautiful it was to talk with
You
A collection of scattered thoughts about the only person I've ever solely written multiple poems about.