It hurt so much seeing you. Watching you with another person. Knowing its over. Im sick of being hurt. Sick of being torn apart. Stabbed in the heart. So Im done being sad. Done being hurt and torn apart. Im so over it. Over you. Im not going to watch you and cry. Im holding my head high. Smiling with shining eyes. Knowing Im over you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem