Good Riddance

The laughs that were shared can no longer be.
Your cold remarks will not be tolerated.
Let the contest of who could care less begin.
Bring it on because I will win,

Because

I’m

done.

I’m done with your insults,
Your lack of true emotion,
Your sense of superiority over me,
Which doesn’t exist.

You cold,

Heartless,

Bitch.

You fucked up.
Goodbye, my friend,
I won’t miss you.