I Don’t Know What To Want For Him. Poem by lilly mandrell

He loves some one.
And its not me.
He writes about some one.
And its not me.
He thinks about some one.
And its not me.

He pulled out my heart.
I didn’t.
He stabbed, and jumped.
I didn’t.
He twisted his heal.
I didn’t.

He’s going to be with her.
And I’m not her.
He’s going to see her.
And I’m not her.
He’s going to hold her.
And I’m not her.

I thought I was over him.
Only until her.
I wanted to be done with him.
Only until her.
I wanted him to be happy.
Only until her.

I don’t want to be with him.
But I don’t want her to ether.
I don’t want to think of him.
But I don’t want her to ether.
I don’t want him to be sad.
But I don’t want to ether.