Those three words,
That came out your mouth,
Told me what you thought,
What you were all about.
“I. Hate. You.”
That’s what you said.
When you said that,
It was like the world was at an end.
And now you think you can make it better,
By acting like nothing went down?
Well sweetie, something did.
That’s why I’m wearing a frown.
And I’m not going to mention any names,
Because you know who you are.
And until you say, “I’m sorry.”
My heart will be broken apart.
So say it and fix this,
And mean it when you say it.
Because if you don’t,
You’ll put my heart through more sh.it.
Author notes
You said those words to me yesterday, remember?
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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well shani i feel the same way
my sister says it to me all the time...that is mostly one of the reasons i cant stand her. but just know, she doesn't really mean it
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I feel like I shouldn't be commenting...BUT I WILL ANYWAY!
Great poem, bursting with emotion, but some parts the flow is a little bit choppy.
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