Warning
This poem contains my leftovers, full frigde
Empty stomach, broken heart
We began like a reverse fairytale
Starting with a happily ever after
In the beginning your eyes were more powerful than your lies!
And someone like you was incapable of sin
Believe when I said you had me
But I was never your girlfriend, and you had my heart in strings
But I was never your girlfriend
Those strings weren't tied to your heart
They were attached to your fingertips
I'd call you puppet master
If I didn't wanna use those strings to hang you
As if chocke the breath out to your lungs now
Would produce the love the younger me so desperately needed!
What are you trying to accomplish?
What you were going to do with me, after you broke me?
What did you want to take me apart of?
What did you need those parts for?
When I held the door to my heart open, for you to go
You ended up locking me out!
You did not love me, and you did not leave me
And I couldn't leave you, I felt like I have to feed you
And I starved myself to it, 'cause you stayed at the dinner table asking for more
And you goind hungry, wasn't something that I could afford
And I finally dropped you, I broke
I still haven't find the way back into my own heart
And what's left in it seems like it's beginning to rot
So I broke a window, gave myself a one crack
I didn't need climbed back in and was glad to see that you had left inded
All the love I felt first, wasn't worth the paind I recived
But your gone now
And I still have this leftovers
I guess it's why I'm writting this
One last meal for tou to eat
And if this gives you the same food poisoning eating you gave me
Don't blame me
Blame the game
'Cause you played me
The tables have turned
And dinner for you, it's not long served
Dear ex-boyfriend
I hope you were hungry for what I needed to say!
I tried to save you for later
But you, just were not worth the wait!
