Vexation

November 5, 2013

I thought you put the best in me,
But you really just tested me.

I thought you wanted us,
Instead I want to cuss.

I thought you really wanted me,
But I guess you just want to be free.

So go ahead, break my heart.
Do it now, before we part.

You’re a vexation.
A true realization.

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