Spinning around weak in the knees
Continuing to fall to the ground
Over and over and over again
Till you can’t bear to hear a sound.

Every time you hear her name
Your heart breaks so deep inside
Nothing will ever be the same
All you can do is cry.

So attached, feeling so dependent
What a fool to dare believe
Any of the lies he’s told to you
Always something up his sleeve.

He’s a player, never sincere
There to make a fool out of you
What were you possibly thinking?
What did you think he was going to do?

What is it that you need from him
To make you you feel complete?
You need to stand up ….on your own
Stand up on your own two feet.

One last time, before he walks
What will change, with one last kiss?
Don’t let him feel like you need him
Remember….you got this.


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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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