You Left Me

January 30, 2015

How do you have the audacity to came at me with this blasphemy.

calling me with this "i'm not in love with you i just love you bullshit"

like i din't even matter like the love for me just disappeared, it vanished.

but imma be okay, i was raised to be strong

with your calls full of fake concern

calling me asking if i was okay,

cause you thought i "would kill myself"

the fuck i look like

boy you will would never be that important to me.

yeah i hurt now, but it will soon go with all the memories

that you bestowed on to me

and you sir will be a joke to me

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