My Dearest Poem by paige jensen

My Dearest



Andrew
This isnt a letter, but a poem.
A poem to say all the things i never will
as i sit here wearing the jacket that i 'stole' from you that day you tried to rap your love to me (fail, I just cant stp crying,
I sprayed the perfume you bought me for christmas. I miss you, with all my heart and soul, But You. Broke. Me.
Let's start with today. Why didnt YOU tell me?
why did i have to force it out of other people, and I didnt even get the whole story, but the second i found out you had sex with her, AGAIN i fell apart AGAIN and let you hurt me AGAIN and cried and cried AGAIN and cut AGAIN but wait, let's back up a little to before I found out. When i thought everything was okay between us
because even though it hurt I was trying.
Just when i thought we could make this work. You just told me to leave, with such a cold heartless look in your eyes
you told me to leave and i didnt know why at the time but i knew something was wrong. you said i wouldnt understand, DO YOU NOT REMEMBER saying you still wanted to bbe my best friend? Do you not remember the TWO AND A HALF MONTHS of my life i spent on you, on understanding YOU! ! ? ? so i left broken and confused AGAIN.
So i have to find out you screwed her AGAIN, AFTER every single one of MY friends got told by you first. Instead of continueing to cry i started to laugh my butt off. Roght there in the middle of choir, and i couldnt stop. laughing because i let you hurt me AGAIN. I pretended i still didnt know so you had the chance to tell me yourself. But when you didnt and kept acting like everything was fine and dandy, i told you that i heard you had sex with that stupid hoe again. But you still didnt tell me all of it. you just tried to screw me over AGAIN. its not enough that you gave your virginity to her three weeks ago just to get back at me, just because you were 'lonely' the part that stinks for you is that i JUST finnaly forgave you the night you were screwing her in your stupid pink closet.
And you say you love me, i cant believe i let you make me feel guilty, like its all my fault. Whats wrong with you? did you 'forget' to use protection again this time, you could have AIDS, she could be pregnant....WAIT i forgot to mention, she might be, right, so instead of comeing clean and telling me the rest, i had to find out from one of my friends that over heard your loud mouth that you DIDNT pull out in time. DID YOU ENJOY YOURSELF YOU STUPID...and then after i find this out, you have no clue, but you tried to HUG ME? ! ! ! thats why i told you not to touch me. of all the times i have craved your touch, this one made me sick to my stomach, was it enough that at the play i wanted to make things work but you rejected me because you didnt want to get hurt again but you still KISSED ME! you broke me AGAIN! i hope you are happy wait NO I DONT... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA you are such a... there is no word for someone like you, maybe womanizer or minipulator or jerk, you deserve whatever comes for you. and all my 'friends' who want you can have you. one mans trash is another mans treasure, right? i bet you are off haveing sex with her again right now as im crying over you and wearing the last real piece i have left of you. where did my andy go?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jalisa Curtin 07 March 2012

paige like i say he not worth all this ik you think he worth it cause he not worth it at allllll caan i do that anymore well i had fun after school okay please remember what i said about him yesturday......... please come down

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