You Can'T Break Me Poem by Brandi Lamson

The only reason you gave me when you said goodbye was that you
wanted a break until we both learned to set aside our pasts.
But it's been a week since you talked to me,
so I'm assuming it was just an excuse to get rid of me,
Kind of like a way to say you wanted to break up without
actually saying it and sounding like the bad guy.
But what I didn't get to say, what I really wanted to say,
is that if you couldn't accept what I was, well too bad.
Because if you couldn't handle the truth about me,
I hope you weren't expecting me to lie to you just to make myself
the perfectly manicured, skin-and-bones, no life and no brains kind of girl.
I'm not going to change to make you like me, and I shouldn't have to.
I need a guy who knows the real me, and still likes the person he sees.
I need a guy who will kiss the scars on my arms instead of cover them with
his hands so his parents won't see them and wonder why their
son is dating a girl who could never come to terms with her life.
I need a guy who is everything like the amazing sweet guy you
were to me, but nothing like the hideous jerk you turned out to be.
I guess you could say I had a lot of fun being around you,
The drive in movies, the dancing to Sweet Home Alabama,
the watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer until midnight,
and of course the kisses we snuck when no one was looking.
But then again, the fighting every night, the look you gave me
when I did something wrong, the "oh really? " comment whenever
I told you something, and the way you walked away when
I told you I was just a little messed up.
That I don't miss.
But I do miss your hugs, the safety of your house,
the kisses from your dogs and you of course.
I'll miss you, there's no denying it.
And I really did like you, maybe I even loved you.
But right now, after you telling me that I needed
to let go of my past, of who I really am,
I don't have to like you.
So glare at me all you want in the halls, and
tell all your friends how crazy and evil I was to you.
But you can't break me.
You can't break a girl who thinks nothing of you.