fucker

you and your
fucking defenses

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you are inherently unforgiving

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you don't give a shit
about me

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it was not my
best weekend...
i was ill, after all
and i was bleeding...

you called me needy
and shrugged off my
embrace. said you'd
be by to see me, to
help me out. said
you'd phone, and didn't.

said so many things
that were empty
as it turns out.

i recognize poor behavior
and am guilty of it, too.
i forgive it. but you,
you cruise by my place
with your trunkful of my
belongings, and call me promptly
upon chickening out
of leaving them there for me

asking for a date tonight.
so you can dump me.
that's the evening plans i
am looking forward to
on this cold, crying child
November day.

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there are other good looking guys out there. he is not the one
for you. he is not the one you're going to marry. you had some fun,
and that's that.