Written Images.

     Now I look back and I realize what he did wasn’t right. Emotionally he screwed me up for the next. So here I stand wondering what to do about my ex. In my mind I say I hate him, with every ounce of my flesh. I hate the way he lied about her, and made me think it was I who was doing all the wrong in this relationship. But in my heart I still loved he and I don’t know how to separate my feelings and fully diminish them - except for this paper and pen.

     I question myself, day in and day out. I’m ashamed to say that I’m to blame for how you acted. Owing to the fact that you knew my love for you was so strong so real. It pains me to see her all over you, a spot i once had. Still all because of you never did that last. You should have known if you stayed faithful and true, without a doubt I would have weathered through the arguments. I might have stayed for real.

     Nonetheless I’m proud that I let you go, and I always let you know, not to come asking me to chill. I kept it real. Now let the repercussion spin, you know I gave a damn, way back when. I let you back in two or three more chances. Say you’ll be faithful because I’m the baddest that you ever had? It’s funny yet sad to see that every chance you had behind my back you went and you cheated on me. A couple years later all I gotta say is: you weren’t man enough for me, oh no.