Déjà Vu Poem by Hillary Unknown

Watching her cry over him
Flies me back to a time that was dim
I was crushed and broken
And didn’t feel at all like jokin’
A broken heart was all I had
And that turned out to be very bad
Hating everything in sight
I struggled with all my might
To get even
And win
To make him hurt
Feel like dirt
A hand touches my arm
As my memories fade
To her on the floor
I walk over and say
“He’s not worth it.”
And know she’ll realize it
Someday

For Shelly
After her boyfriend dumped her