Proofread.

Seeing you happy is all I’ve wanted for you.

And it isn’t that it hurts me, seeing you with her.

It’s the strange, unfamiliar feeling I get when you ask me for advice.

What should I say? Does this seem right? Is she interested?

It feels warped assisting you in building something that could have been ours.

But instead, the focus is on her.

I want to say run, forget this, love me.

But instead I will proofread your witty banter and watch you gain the happiness I’ve wanted for you all along.

Push.

When you love someone who doesn’t deserve it, it feels like you’re watching yourself from above.

I know better than to tolerate your mistreatment, but like a car crash I can’t divert my gaze.

This hold on me that you’ve had for entirely too long is not due to any qualities about you that could be considered even remotely special.

I know you are no good, but still thoughts of you linger in the back of my head.

I thought about you today, and I almost said hello.

But doing that would lead you to believe you still have some form of hold on me.

You see, for a while you did. I loved a person who did not deserve it.

But when you love someone like that, you eventually come to your senses.

It took a while to fall back down to reality. But I am here and I am better than you could ever imagine.

 

Tart.

Some days I feel so scorned.

I think about the way you left

the way you forgot me.

You were here and then I blinked.

You filled me with hope and promise.

You made me taste love.

I was resistant, I had my walls up.

You assured me my heart would be safe in your hold.

Now here we are and you are gone.

You didn’t utter a word, just left this life we planned to have.

It ended as quickly as it started

And I’m left with regret, wishing I hadn’t let you in.

Unrequited.

It’s not love if it makes your skin crawl.

If you find him talking about himself more than asking about you.

It’s not love if you have to remind him to call.

Because if he cared, he wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about you too.

I’m no expert and I’ve had my fair share of pain.

But if he loved you, you wouldn’t feel this way.

It hurts right now because you feel his distance

wishing more than anything that you could change his mind.

But you are more than the affirmations you aren’t getting from this man.

It’s not love if he constantly makes you cry.