The Ex (I Can't Stand Her Guts)
May 10, 2017,
That was the day you asked me to be your girlfriend,
May 24, 2017,
She popped back up out of the blue,
Your ex-fiance,
The last girl you were with,
She claimed she loved you,
And you said you still loved her,
But you also said you loved me,
And honestly, that really hurt.
You felt like you had to chose between us two.
May 28, 2017,
You chose her,
And you left me not knowing what to do,
I cried for a week,
Everything hurt,
I regretted every choice I had made in the past month,
And was so depressed I couldn't breathe,
But I got lucky.
June 1, 2017,
I texted you to tell you about a pair of boots,
You said you didn't have the money for them,
Even though they were only $14.97
We talked on the phone that night,
And you told me you almost drank yourself to death,
Spent the night in jail,
And it broke my heart,
But something drove me to text you that night,
And I'm glad I did.
June 4, 2017,
I took you out to dinner,
Gifted you the boots that I paid for,
And you asked me to spend the night,
Because she didn't give a damn about you,
She wouldn't talk to you,
Text you,
Made excuses,
And you were tired of being used.
June 5, 2017,
We were together once again,
And my heart swelled,
But I won't forget what happened,
I'm able to forgive though,
And that's important.
June 18, 2017,
Almost exactly two weeks after we were back together,
We had been to two visitations in a week,
Both people you knew,
But I knew you needed the emotional support,
And I was by your side when she wasn't,
But she called you,
Said she was locked out of her car,
And you had the spare,
But you needed to drive it two hours away,
You told her no,
And she called you when she got off work,
Three fucking times,
Left a voicemail and a slew of texts,
And when she called that final time,
You picked up and walked outside,
I followed closely behind you,
I listened to you cry on the phone,
For two hours,
I know you still love her,
But for the first time after getting back together,
You said you loved me too,
And you told her you were tired of being used,
Told her she needed to get her life together,
And that you weren't going to pull the same shit as before,
Because she was only going to use you again.
Today, June 19, 2017,
She claims she going to come up here,
To get the rest of her stuff,
Which consists her of driving two hours,
To get a cheap bikini, and possibly a spare car key,
And we were going to sit down and talk like adults,
You, her, and I,
But your dad said that wasn't in any of our interests,
And since it's his house, he'll be here when she arrives,
But we don't know if she'll contact you or him,
And I'm currently sitting on your bed,
Semi-terrified that she'll pull up and see only me,
We don't know what she'll do,
Because she can't stand me,
But I can honestly say the same,
In my eyes,
What she did to you in unforgivable,
Because she made you give up your first bit of happiness since she left you,
And then she faded away,
So yes,
I may have said before that I don't hate her,
But I sure as hell do now,
All I have to say,
Is she better hope she never meets me face to face.
That was the day you asked me to be your girlfriend,
May 24, 2017,
She popped back up out of the blue,
Your ex-fiance,
The last girl you were with,
She claimed she loved you,
And you said you still loved her,
But you also said you loved me,
And honestly, that really hurt.
You felt like you had to chose between us two.
May 28, 2017,
You chose her,
And you left me not knowing what to do,
I cried for a week,
Everything hurt,
I regretted every choice I had made in the past month,
And was so depressed I couldn't breathe,
But I got lucky.
June 1, 2017,
I texted you to tell you about a pair of boots,
You said you didn't have the money for them,
Even though they were only $14.97
We talked on the phone that night,
And you told me you almost drank yourself to death,
Spent the night in jail,
And it broke my heart,
But something drove me to text you that night,
And I'm glad I did.
June 4, 2017,
I took you out to dinner,
Gifted you the boots that I paid for,
And you asked me to spend the night,
Because she didn't give a damn about you,
She wouldn't talk to you,
Text you,
Made excuses,
And you were tired of being used.
June 5, 2017,
We were together once again,
And my heart swelled,
But I won't forget what happened,
I'm able to forgive though,
And that's important.
June 18, 2017,
Almost exactly two weeks after we were back together,
We had been to two visitations in a week,
Both people you knew,
But I knew you needed the emotional support,
And I was by your side when she wasn't,
But she called you,
Said she was locked out of her car,
And you had the spare,
But you needed to drive it two hours away,
You told her no,
And she called you when she got off work,
Three fucking times,
Left a voicemail and a slew of texts,
And when she called that final time,
You picked up and walked outside,
I followed closely behind you,
I listened to you cry on the phone,
For two hours,
I know you still love her,
But for the first time after getting back together,
You said you loved me too,
And you told her you were tired of being used,
Told her she needed to get her life together,
And that you weren't going to pull the same shit as before,
Because she was only going to use you again.
Today, June 19, 2017,
She claims she going to come up here,
To get the rest of her stuff,
Which consists her of driving two hours,
To get a cheap bikini, and possibly a spare car key,
And we were going to sit down and talk like adults,
You, her, and I,
But your dad said that wasn't in any of our interests,
And since it's his house, he'll be here when she arrives,
But we don't know if she'll contact you or him,
And I'm currently sitting on your bed,
Semi-terrified that she'll pull up and see only me,
We don't know what she'll do,
Because she can't stand me,
But I can honestly say the same,
In my eyes,
What she did to you in unforgivable,
Because she made you give up your first bit of happiness since she left you,
And then she faded away,
So yes,
I may have said before that I don't hate her,
But I sure as hell do now,
All I have to say,
Is she better hope she never meets me face to face.
♠ ♠ ♠
The original poem this is based off of: http://www.mibba.com/Poems/Read/332636/The-Ex-I-Promise-I-Dont-Hate-Her/So yes, this is the drama of my relationship. This girl won't get over him and he's already given me up once for her. He knows he's lucky that I'm even with him right now and he doesn't want to take this chance for granted; especially since she may turn around and do the exact same thing she did before. He wasn't upset with me standing outside with him while they were on the phone, in fact, he was very grateful for it before even though I was just standing there, semi-listening, I was still there for the slight support; I wanted to make him remember me this time instead of what happened last time.
So yes, she will be in town today (supposedly) and I'm the only one currently at his and his father's residence (minus a cat, a dog, and a snake), but if she comes after me, I have a cell phone and pepper spray. I hate to have to detail another part of my life in a poem, but hey, that's what happens; it helps me vent.