The Monster In My Bed Poem by Persephone Springs

I want to thank you for all you taught me
I spent 4 days,3 hours, and 20 minutes crying over you
That was 4 days,3 hours, and 20 minutes I could have used to get over you
That was wasted time
After 3 years of trying to get you to look at me that's all it ever was
Wasted time
Wasted tears
Wasted make-up
Wasted anger
Wasted me
Wasted love
It's taken what I used to be and destroyed it
I used to feel strong
I used to feel like I could do anything
I used to smile at my reflection, and know
Know that regardless of what you said, I was beautiful
But if I saw that girl on the subway, she would be a stranger
I know that you never be able to grow up enough to own up to your mistakes
I know that everyone talks about my poetry at school and that it scares you
Scares you because with one word, I could tell everyone
I could ruin your reputation, and wreck your relationship
I could turn the tables
I won't pretend that it doesn't sound beautiful
But I can't ever hurt anyone the way you hurt me

You are class president
You are the perfect student
You are the perfect boyfriend
But you will be the perfect pariah if I tell them what we did

I won't tell them though
All of your dirty little secrets will die with my feelings for you
And they are definitely dead

But after reviewing my options I have decided that I am not a martyr
We both know it, Matthew, I am not a martyr