Anything But Fine Poem by Desiree Whitamore

and so here i am again
im talking you through a break up
knowing that the next girl
will certainly not be me.

and i hate that i'm so attached
because when you break, i break
and i hate seeing you like this
and its harder than it seems.

how do i get here exactly?
i need to know the steps
so i can further avoid this habit
and get on with my own life.

because im stuck on this never ending coaster
of ups and downs with him
and i hate crying for these guys
and feeling anything but fine.