• this isnt one of those poems
    begging you to come back to me
    ...though sometimes i wish it were
    And its not a sonnet of shoulda coulda woulda
    i should have, i could have, but i didnt.
    its not some love letter to you,
    the perfect man
    dreamin and schemin of ways this could have turned out.
    its not going to be long and drawn out
    an internal process of getting
    "over you"
    because of my mistakes
    BUT
    this isnt an apology
    im not sorry for what we went through
    and you shouldnt be either
    this aint no
    beat her like a dog
    treat her like a dog
    and leave her like a b***h
    i aint one
    u aint none
    period.
    baby my tears have dried
    i love you
    no shame there
    but this isnt my pity party on paper.
    this isnt me
    reminisng on old memories
    the good times
    the love
    and the laughter,
    no this isnt none of that
    this aint no final boo hoo.
    im not cryin over spilled milk,
    nor am i cryin over you
    this isnt a last plea for your heart
    im going to survive.
    dont i always?

    this is a goodbye.