To All Those I Loved Before

To my beloved

you ruined everything.

Smashing a tween dream,

your eyes like soil, heart like steel.

Never grew into your

NMD shoes, pseudo-cool guy

with your high fashion, city lights;

You are the urban-bore.

Your life on exhibition

with your luxury cars, the shine of your shoes glisten.

Throwing your elegant parties

like a second-hand Gatsby.

And I know I’m being unfair,

after a decade, I shouldn’t care,

but you poured the oil,

you and your successors striked a match,

Setting me ablaze.

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To my sweetheart,

hell hath no fury

like all the women

you have scorned.

Because you treat affection

like a fatuous conquest,

seeking all the attention,

never being honest.

Never was cool,

always a tool.

Too little in mind,

behaving without your spine.

And I know I’m being unfair,

just had some thoughts to share,

so let me be pissed,

like I was that night

I gave my soul to bare

and you just left it there.

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To my love,

you’re the best,

you’re the worst,

building me up

then leaving me unfinished.

The one one I trust,

the one I love most.

You really knew me,

but still chose to leave me.

Did you care about me

like you said you did?

Or was your ass speaking?

Were you only just joking?

I planted the flowers

in that garden she loves,

you were a field of devastation

before I tended to you.

And the armour I once folded

for you is now impenetrable,

after the wound you punctured

and the scars left from

all those I loved before.

And I know I’m being unfair,

giving you my coldest glare,

you’re still my friend

who I can’t forgive, I just don’t understand.

And I know I’m being unfair,

but I wish you could stay here,

never drive home to her,

So we could continue to chatter;

So I could embrace you forever;

So we could stay together;

But fuck you because it’s ov-

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To my lover,

I could let my anger go

if you don’t go.