Case of The 'EX'

Damn, I used to be so mad at you
Scribbling feverishly in my notebook ready to lyrically slap you
I was a woman scorned on the loose
Every song on the radio gave my fury a boost
Every movie, every show had me ready to erupt
I was going for blood in my eyes you were so corrupt
A con-man, a swindler, and most importantly a heart breakin thief
Stole away with my love and left me with nothing but grief
Made my past seem worthless, all my happy times in vain
Made my days a blur of tears, anger, and pain
Dammit I was so close to hating you if only I didnt love you
Every song I heard and every movie I saw made me think of you
Everynight crying myself to sleep, I was so depressed
Found myself thinking about you all the time, I was so obsessed
Wrote countless letters, picked up the phone countless times ready to vent
I missed you with a vengeance fueled by discontent
I was unhappy with you but refused to be happy without you
Couldnt stop remembering the early days, disappointed by what it amounted to
Me here and you there
Couldnt stop thinking about how this wasnt fair
I wasnt supposed to fall so hard so young
Walked around school and home so numb
My laughter had an edge, my smile had a twist
Now I realize that it wasnt so much you that I missed
It was more of what we had
Shit, I used to be so mad
Angry at you for taking away the only thing I thought Id done right
A good relationship we rarely fussed, we didnt fight
Wed both made our mistakes and learned from them too
Id endured the drama, proved my love was true
But then my forever and ever came to an end
And I became just another bitter ex-girlfriend




Okay so . . . this poem is about being a bitter ex . . . i would like to say that i've never been bitter but dammit i have . . . we all have . . . the thing about being bitter is that you're mad yet you miss them, you can't stand them but you can't stand being without them . . . it's really a crazy thing