Taylor West
It has been over a year now since we have spoken, for good intentions I might add, for we must continue to put up our defenses for your useless vengeance, by giving you long suspensions, but you ignore your detentions and continue with your pretensions, and the dissensions drag on...this is not a contention! You cause too much tension; I’ve had enough of your deceptions! You will not find attention here. You’re a mutation, an infestation; you come out of your way from hiding behind false identities, which have much in common with your true identity.
You claim that I am wrong, though here is countless happenings and proof of you being someone else, a stranger; oh how I wish you were. Oh how I pity you, the danger of endangering yourself, and I would gladly lay any wager on that.
You're more than a person in need of help, you're an actor (utterly horrible one), but I'm the director and this is my life, I give the last say. Did I forget to mention you’re also a tracker? A false victim who really is the opposite, yet you cause yourself affliction. Aren’t you the lease bit convicted? You return…there’s no need to concern yourself with no business of yours. You yearn for attention, but not just from anyone, no no, it must be from him, no one else. But he wants nothing to do with your existence, there’s a reason why there is distance, but you insist that there shall be none…why be persistent, or put up a resistance when it’s completely impossible for you to gain any victory?
Plenty of rings here and there, is it Taylor West? It must be! Clingy much? I think, yes. "Who is this?" Questions Taylor. You know very well whom you have contacted. The same person who views you as a very deranged abomination. You’re causing your own humiliation. So much desperation. Why cause so much frustration? Is that intimidation I see?
The rehabilitation is that ‘a way. I’m certain you’ll be under their classifications and will prescribe you some medication. Patients as yourself may require sedation. I understand why he is worth pursuing, but the duration of this damnation needs to end! Isn’t there an orientation you must attend? Your fixation on him will end. Take notation, he’s my fiance. Here’s a translation, our reply isn’t an invitation and the next message or action you create, will be known as a violation.
You two had absolutely NO relations (thank god). Don’t you dare shake your head in negation at me. Yes, there was flirtation but you and I both know that wasn’t enough. Trust me, there shall be no temptation. Oh my god, enough with the rotation! A temporary cessation even though we’ve moved from your location. God, I need a vacation. Seek for salvation through your faith, not mine. This narration can go on and on.
Why deny your feelings for him? Will you die without his love? Pff, cry me a river. Go on and try to untie our souls bounded seal, see what happens.
Hear you out, you say? Your words are nothing but lies and a waste of our time. Climb to the highest mountain and cry and whine, you slimy spy, because your grimy crimes are no more. If I had a dime for every time his phone chimed with questioning of the same old thing and all the lies, oh the possibilities! You’re not expecting a response? But isn’t that what you want? You’ve been meaning to speak to us? Aren’t you leaning more towards what’s hidden, in other words him? We’ve been on your mind? Ha! Yet another dime! I’m certain you mean he's been on your mind.
It ended for good reasons, no matter how you wanted it to end. Friends?? Shut your trap! You need a good slap! I have every right to snap, so save your sappy crap for some other sap. Your ‘apology' is as understanding as biology…NOT! Your fear of not being accepted was obviously expected, but you should have been unaffected by it. Shouldn’t you be arrested? Oh, that would be splendid! Naturally we’ve felt unprotected by your demented, wretched, and detested vain endeavors.
I’m certain the other reason of why you did what you did, as you say, was mostly because of him, yes? You say you want forgiveness from the two of us, yet you’ve made a new account (because he’s blocked you) and have only contacted him. Save it, your excuses are pathetic! You were afraid of losing our friendships?? Your definition of friendship is certainly not what is in my dictionary. You’re in a much more secure place now, I’ll give it a shot, is it the mental institution?
You hope we find it in our hearts to forgive you…? Let’s just say that we’re still in the process of forgetting and have tossed away the forgiving. They say everyone deserves a chance or perhaps, giving one more chance. But we’ve given you countless breaks! You’ll understand if we don’t give you forgiveness? Now I’m suspicious. Changing everyday? You say a lot of strange things. I’ll believe it when I see it. Thanks for wasting our time.
Now I’ll give you a piece of advice. I’m not trying to be nice so think twice. I’ll make this concise and I’ll be precise. What possibly took place in your past life with my soul mate is in the past for a reason, because in this lifetime he is no longer attainable nor is he available. I advise a therapist. Oh, here’s an even better idea! How about hunting for a different man. Someone who isn't my man. A man who’s your match, not mine. And in time you will find a man desperate enough to be with you, that wouldn’t mind your personality, someone blind perhaps, and then the two of you can design as well as decide your future. No need to hide, it’s time for you to shine! Wouldn’t that be divine?
He has chosen me a year ago. You must continue on with your life, possibly to continue to grow. Live with your consequences…oh, and here’s another piece of advice. Soon your obsession will decrease and will certainly cease. Okay, now you can go and fall to your knees to cry to your priest to release your grudge and leave us both at peace, or we’ll call the police, you evil beast!
You claim that I am wrong, though here is countless happenings and proof of you being someone else, a stranger; oh how I wish you were. Oh how I pity you, the danger of endangering yourself, and I would gladly lay any wager on that.
You're more than a person in need of help, you're an actor (utterly horrible one), but I'm the director and this is my life, I give the last say. Did I forget to mention you’re also a tracker? A false victim who really is the opposite, yet you cause yourself affliction. Aren’t you the lease bit convicted? You return…there’s no need to concern yourself with no business of yours. You yearn for attention, but not just from anyone, no no, it must be from him, no one else. But he wants nothing to do with your existence, there’s a reason why there is distance, but you insist that there shall be none…why be persistent, or put up a resistance when it’s completely impossible for you to gain any victory?
Plenty of rings here and there, is it Taylor West? It must be! Clingy much? I think, yes. "Who is this?" Questions Taylor. You know very well whom you have contacted. The same person who views you as a very deranged abomination. You’re causing your own humiliation. So much desperation. Why cause so much frustration? Is that intimidation I see?
The rehabilitation is that ‘a way. I’m certain you’ll be under their classifications and will prescribe you some medication. Patients as yourself may require sedation. I understand why he is worth pursuing, but the duration of this damnation needs to end! Isn’t there an orientation you must attend? Your fixation on him will end. Take notation, he’s my fiance. Here’s a translation, our reply isn’t an invitation and the next message or action you create, will be known as a violation.
You two had absolutely NO relations (thank god). Don’t you dare shake your head in negation at me. Yes, there was flirtation but you and I both know that wasn’t enough. Trust me, there shall be no temptation. Oh my god, enough with the rotation! A temporary cessation even though we’ve moved from your location. God, I need a vacation. Seek for salvation through your faith, not mine. This narration can go on and on.
Why deny your feelings for him? Will you die without his love? Pff, cry me a river. Go on and try to untie our souls bounded seal, see what happens.
Hear you out, you say? Your words are nothing but lies and a waste of our time. Climb to the highest mountain and cry and whine, you slimy spy, because your grimy crimes are no more. If I had a dime for every time his phone chimed with questioning of the same old thing and all the lies, oh the possibilities! You’re not expecting a response? But isn’t that what you want? You’ve been meaning to speak to us? Aren’t you leaning more towards what’s hidden, in other words him? We’ve been on your mind? Ha! Yet another dime! I’m certain you mean he's been on your mind.
It ended for good reasons, no matter how you wanted it to end. Friends?? Shut your trap! You need a good slap! I have every right to snap, so save your sappy crap for some other sap. Your ‘apology' is as understanding as biology…NOT! Your fear of not being accepted was obviously expected, but you should have been unaffected by it. Shouldn’t you be arrested? Oh, that would be splendid! Naturally we’ve felt unprotected by your demented, wretched, and detested vain endeavors.
I’m certain the other reason of why you did what you did, as you say, was mostly because of him, yes? You say you want forgiveness from the two of us, yet you’ve made a new account (because he’s blocked you) and have only contacted him. Save it, your excuses are pathetic! You were afraid of losing our friendships?? Your definition of friendship is certainly not what is in my dictionary. You’re in a much more secure place now, I’ll give it a shot, is it the mental institution?
You hope we find it in our hearts to forgive you…? Let’s just say that we’re still in the process of forgetting and have tossed away the forgiving. They say everyone deserves a chance or perhaps, giving one more chance. But we’ve given you countless breaks! You’ll understand if we don’t give you forgiveness? Now I’m suspicious. Changing everyday? You say a lot of strange things. I’ll believe it when I see it. Thanks for wasting our time.
Now I’ll give you a piece of advice. I’m not trying to be nice so think twice. I’ll make this concise and I’ll be precise. What possibly took place in your past life with my soul mate is in the past for a reason, because in this lifetime he is no longer attainable nor is he available. I advise a therapist. Oh, here’s an even better idea! How about hunting for a different man. Someone who isn't my man. A man who’s your match, not mine. And in time you will find a man desperate enough to be with you, that wouldn’t mind your personality, someone blind perhaps, and then the two of you can design as well as decide your future. No need to hide, it’s time for you to shine! Wouldn’t that be divine?
He has chosen me a year ago. You must continue on with your life, possibly to continue to grow. Live with your consequences…oh, and here’s another piece of advice. Soon your obsession will decrease and will certainly cease. Okay, now you can go and fall to your knees to cry to your priest to release your grudge and leave us both at peace, or we’ll call the police, you evil beast!
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A poem that was inspired by an insane girl who just won't quit (and we're hoping this IS the end to her stalking) who can't be called an ex because she NEVER EVER dated my fiance. Who once pretended to be a girl called Taylor Swif-I mean Taylor West, so we wouldn't know that it was really her on the other line. So, till this very day, that is the nickname we call her. A nice inside joke I'm sure you'll understand as well...it's interesting where inspiration comes from, isn't it? Enjoy. :)