Oh hey, Ex, didn't see you there—
Was too busy thriving, flipping my hair.
Remember me? The one you ghosted?
I'm the reason your ego's roasted.
You played your games, thought I'd beg or bend,
But I upgraded—new phone, no need to send.
You lost a diamond, chased after glass—
Now you're just a screenshot from the past.
Your 'forever' lasted two missed calls,
Then ran off scared when real love crawls.
Aww, too bad, did she not applaud?
Guess karma clocked in—round of applause.
You fed me lies on a silver spoon,
But I turned that pain into a full moon.
Now I'm glowing, goddess-level fire,
While you scroll my stories, low-key admire.
So cheers to you, my biggest lesson,
Taught me self-worth, pain, and confession.
No hate left—just pity and sass,
While I kiss success... and your memory's ass.
By: -WIN VENTURA
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I would like to translate this poem