It's funny now, how I see our pictures in the trash, where you said I always belonged
And it feels so good to know that your half of this is just as deserving
Good isn't good enough for me, I want everything I ever gave you back
My time, patience, effort, all the trust that you just wiped yourself with.
So our marriage didn't end 50/50 like that pretty little paper says
I gave you everything in me and you took more, but still wasn't enough
I could scream out every word I've held back from you to tell you what I think about you
But I'd be out of breath before I could get my point across in a way you could understand
No I don't need you anymore, I'm over youand this train wreck of a life you wanted
Go on now, go back to all the guys you flirted with while I was working
I was providing for us, putting food on your table and you was making other guys nights.
Tell me though, do you still feel the rush, or did I take the excitement with me.
The love I wasted thinking you felt the same has scarred me
I can't even believe what people tell me anymore, living my life as a conspiracy theorist
I don't know when I'll truly meet my one person
When I do I'll laugh at the thought of you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem