No Less Myself

The sun shines a little brighter today

For reasons I think I know;

All the clouds are white to light gray,

As the teasing breeze flow;

Oh yes, it was a tease, a very pleasing tease

If you’ll grant me one simple wish: leave my sight please.

Allow me a second to remember our past

When we’re what we call “together”

Oh you said that I will be your first and last

The word you said, was that “forever”?

Please spare me one of your little, foolish lies

So you really thought that you were that wise?

Was that an attempt to make me miss you?

Well, I thought you were just trash

Was that an attempt to make me jealous?

Actually, you may kiss your sorry ass.

You have dreamt of me shedding weak tears for you

Here is a surprise, my memories of you are getting few.

I’ll never kneel for you to return

The world’s a better place in your absence

 It’s your loss, not mine. The tables have turned.

Thank your pitiful common sense.

You think that you complete me, and I will need your help;

Baby, you underestimate me, without you I am no less myself. #

Fourth in a series of hate poems.

I hate you.