A Note to A Liar
Pages torn across the floor,
filled with thoughts I wish to think no more.
Filled with things I know I’ll never say,
And words I’ll carry to my grave.
Trusting you was my mistake,
One I never should have made.
But no regrets are held in this;
We learn these lessons to exist.
You’ve wounded me, but I’ll not break.
There’s good in this that I shall take.
My “Broken” heart is a lie,
I’m healing fast; I will survive.
The pain you’ve caused, I owe you for.
The lies you’ve told have opened doors.
I trusted you with more than anyone else.
Your betrayal has introduced me to Myself.
And I thank you for all that you’ve done.
The memories we’ve made were all such fun!
You say you miss me, and wish I were there.
Well, frankly love, I just don’t care.
filled with thoughts I wish to think no more.
Filled with things I know I’ll never say,
And words I’ll carry to my grave.
Trusting you was my mistake,
One I never should have made.
But no regrets are held in this;
We learn these lessons to exist.
You’ve wounded me, but I’ll not break.
There’s good in this that I shall take.
My “Broken” heart is a lie,
I’m healing fast; I will survive.
The pain you’ve caused, I owe you for.
The lies you’ve told have opened doors.
I trusted you with more than anyone else.
Your betrayal has introduced me to Myself.
And I thank you for all that you’ve done.
The memories we’ve made were all such fun!
You say you miss me, and wish I were there.
Well, frankly love, I just don’t care.
♠ ♠ ♠
This is for anyone, male or female, who has ever gone through a breakup. You don't need to be hurt, or angry, or feel that you are not worth it. Because we are, and we can be so much stronger than our heartache makes us believe. <3 This is the result of my first "relationship". I trusted a young man with far more physical activity than I should have, as I am not quick to trust those situations. We were very close for a few months, and over the span of a weekend he suddenly no longer had time to see me, or even text me. Not even one text message. Then when he finally had time to visit he... well he actually forgot, as he put it. And now I know that it is over. But I am not angry, nor do I regret our short lived connection. It was fun, and I am glad he wounded me so, for I am stronger than he will EVER know! And one day perhaps he will regret what he's done, not because he won't do better, because he will, but because I could have made a great friend, and we could have had many more adventures.