Mind of a Poet

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    Thinking back to a time when I actually enjoyed hearing from you
    Weather it was a tweet, text or a facebook message
    Thinking back to a time I enjoyed your company and didn’t matter if I paid the bill
    But now to much time has passed
    To many unanswered questions
    Most would think it was about sex
    But I never wanted to be nothing more than friends
    Because we shared the same interest
    Enjoyed similar movies
    Made each other laugh
    But how could I possibly think I could befriend you
    When all you wanted was to use me for the “gain” of you
    I was your entertainment, there was never any real interest
    I opened up to you and now I feel like a fool
    Silly me, T I’ve told you before everyone aint as real as you
    My genuine open heart is always played the fool
    I should have seen the sign that told me to detour from you
    But in ways in the beginning you inspired me
    That’s what attracted my attention to you
    All I really wanted was to learn from you
    But you’ll never really know it
    Because your so closed minded and closed in that you thought I wanted to be more than your friend
    Welp, now were not even that I don’t even want you as an associate
    I’ve erased your number that was first
    I blocked your twitter that was second
    No longer facebook friends that was third
    Then I wrote this poem that was last
    Because you are now my past
    I don’t desire to hear, see or think of you
    This untitled poem has a title but I’ll leave it blank and dedicate it to you