Conclusions Over Solutions

Do you remember that one time

when you stabbed me in the back

then i went to those parties

and just sat in the back

but the only point of those parties

was to erase the thoughts

of never getting you back,

 

you made someone feel

so unwanted and hated

maybe it’s because our breakup

was belated

or it must be

that you and happiness are related

because i guess

you both aren’t for me

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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