You only miss me when I'm gone.
You only care when I'm not around.
You're always a little too late with your efforts.
It's a shame to waste what we have,
but wasting it you are.
The spontaneity we had for a while,
well, that made me smile.
Laying in your bed, under your covers,
I would never have left.
If only you didn't have someone else to go to,
You treat her like your star.
Give her everything I always wanted.
You never treated me like you should,
like I know you could.
You're everything I always wanted,
but you took it all for granted.
I would have done anything for you.
I know that nothing will ever be the same.
But even so, I still foolishly hope
for that one night under the stars to happen again.
To feel like I did back then.
To be swept up in your arms
and taken away from this place.
Where nightmares become reality
and heartache normality.
I wish I didn't love you.
I don't know why I do.
You're a liar
and a cheat
and a heartbreaker
and I can do better.
I hope you know,
you've lost something you'll never have again.
A congratulations is in order
lets make a toast to the loser
me or you?
- Title: January 08
- Artist: Jaime Cullen
It's not really a poem, more like my thoughts as I think them in a semi-poetical way.
- Date: 03/19/2009
- Tags: januaryloveheartache