I'm Not Done

You think I’m a fool. The way I fawned over you. You took my affection and left me with your rejection. I feel your poison killing me. As you move on my blood seethes. My veins are overflowing with your disease. My anger boils out of control, it’s bitterness on my tongue. I swear I’m not done.

You’ll pay. One day I’ll make you pay for what you’ve done. I’ll catch you soon and nail your balls to the ground where you stand. You’ll pay for what you did to me. You were cold and cruel. Like leaving was as easy as breathing for you. You already had a little something on the side. You were biding your time. I ignored all the signs. I stood frozen to the spot when you walked out at 2 on the dot.

My heart hurts. My eyes weep. My stomach hurls at the thought of you touching her curls. I feel the rage taking over and I’m ok with it. Because it’s the only way to make you pay. I swear I’m not done. I’ll make you pay someday for what you did to me.