Imma blog the shit out of you.

I have nothing to say to anyone but this.
The Poet’s Reaction Upon Hearing the Person he Loves Doesn’t Like Him.

You know what they say about when everything is going right it turns out wrong?
Well it is completely true.
Nothing ever goes right in life so there’s really no use in living
Why should I carry on this trivial existence if nothing will ever please me
When I thought life was going right you were their to smash it
When I wanted to be with you and you said you wanted to be with me
It all turned out it wasn’t true and you said you were sorry
I may have said okay but I don’t know if I’ll forgive you
I don’t think you can grasp the way I felt about you
People say writing helps you with your feelings
I want you to know that this poem isn’t helping me at all
I don’t know if I’ll be okay for a really long time
I don’t really find people saying “I’m sorry” helpful at all
Sure it’s a nice thought to say that they are sorry but it doesn’t help this feeling
I just want to go back to the day you said you liked me
And stay there for a while maybe then I wouldn’t feel so empty
You want to see me happy? I want to see it too.
I guess it’s too bad for both of us that it will never go through
I want you to know that I thought I loved you.
Even though I knew you’d never love me
I want you to know that the day you said you liked me I thought it all would change
I want you to know that that was all a bullshit dream
And that nothing ever changes
I hope you know every time I see you I’ll think what could have been
I want you to know that you have changed me
First it was for the best
But now I’m thinking otherwise
I’m pretty sure you’ve killed me
If not my physical form
Certainly my heart
I see you everywhere I look
I hear your voice slipping off your tongue spreading the lies you spin
At every turn I take
I want you to be mine
But you won’t be
Because you’ve dated too many immature guys in your day
And you think I’m just another one
Well I have news for you
I’m not…
P.S Some will say this whole poem is overdramatic
I say fuck them.