Treasure Island

Jason Kooper


Forget


Forget all those times when he said 'I love you'
because he is saying them to her.
Forget about all the presents he gave you
because he is giving them to her.

Forget about all those memorable times you once shared
because he is making new ones with her.
Forget about how he made you feel
because he is making her feel like a princess.

Forget that he ever existed or you ever met him
because he forgot you ever existed.
Forget that you met him yesterday in the street
because he acted as though he didn't know you.

Forget about the night of passion you once shared
because it was his plan all along.
Forget that this baby means that you two will reconcile
because he doesn't give a damn.

Forget about him and move on
because he moved on long ago.
Forget he once loved you or that he felt anything for you
because he never meant to fall in love with you.


Written: 26 December 2011

Submitted: Friday, May 17, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013
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I wrote this poem for all the ladies out there that have been heart broken at some point, and to make them aware of some bad men out there. I took different stories and put it in one poem. Every stanza tells a story of another woman.

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