Friday, October 9, 2015

I'd Say It's Safe to Say I'm Bitter

I'm angry. 
I'm angry at you.
And right now I hate you.

I hate you for all the times I put myself aside.
Every night I've waited for you to show up.
Because you said you needed me.

You said you needed me.
So I stopped everything I was doing.
Made sure I was there to pick up broken pieces just for you.

Because I care about you.
And I hate that I do.
Because you're the flakiest person that I know.

I've wasted hours waiting.
Spent nights alone just waiting for you to show up.
You say you'll be here.
Because you need to be.

Five unanswered calls gone to voicemail later,
And I'm left drinking a beer by myself.
Watching a stupid movie I'd rented just for you.

I'm disappointed in you.
And disappointed in me for falling for your half truths,
Your bent truths, 
Your cowardice,
Your lies,
And your empty promises.

I've been there waiting to pick up the broken pieces time and time again.
Yet everytime it's me that you end up shattering. 

Quietly and alone.
I reassemble myself on my own. 

Just pay your rent on time, 
I'm turning out the lights. 
Good night.

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