Second girl to break my heart

I thought I was getting over you now,

I didn’t think about you all that much,

Didn’t read through the collection

I penned with tears streaming down my cheeks,

I haven’t cried over you for a few weeks

But now my heart hurts and I can feel the

Hot, harsh pinpricks behind my eyes

And I know the flood will be unleashed at any moment.

My friends read what I wrote about you,

And asked if I was okay.

I wasn’t, I don’t know if I am now.

I can’t think about your city or even state in that

Stupid country you call home, without feeling

Like screaming and crying and -

Well, you don’t care about that do you?

People say I did nothing wrong,

But I can’t help thinking that I did.

I miss you, I have so many things to tell

You about but I don’t think you’ll want to know.

I fucked it up, and you seem happy now.

So I’m going to stop trying,

Going to try and let go of the rope

Still burning my fingers.