My Girl

My girl
I was once his girl.
He would repeat it
over and over,
telling lies of how he loved me.
He never loved me,
I’m almost sure of it.
My girl
My girl
My girl
I swear I’m over him
I swear it
I swear it
I swear it
but my head still hurts at his words,
like knives dug into my lungs
twisting
and turning
trying to cause me the most pain.
My girl
My girl
My girl
I wish I was your girl.