It Gets Better

When it first happened, I thought I would never be able to make it through,

Because everything that I did reminded me of you.

And I thought that I would never be able to love again,

Because you broke my heart, even when you and I were only friends.

And it felt like the world was ending, and that I would never be okay,

But even though it was hard, I was able to make it through those tough days. 

But I have found myself smiling a lot more lately,

And it is something that I have come to appreciate greatly.

Because a little over a month ago, it felt like my world had come to an end,

And all I wanted was for me and you to be able to make amends.

But I have come to realize that I deserve so much better than you,

Because a real friend would never do all of the things that you do.

I was so blinded with love for you that I ignored all of those issues for so long,

And it wasn’t until we stopped talking that I noticed that the way you treated me was wrong.

That you treated me like an option, until you found someone else,

But you always wanted to keep me around, and you wanted to keep my love on the shelf.

Just in case it didn’t work out, you wanted to keep me in your back pocket,

In case there was an issue and you ended up not being able to lock it.

But I have come to realize that you have your own issues that you need to figure out,

And I have come to realize this without a shadow of a doubt.

That there is a reason you are still watching and refuse to let me go,

Because you and I both know that you are good at putting on a show.

You pretend that you don’t care, but you know it isn’t true,

And I know you feel bad for everything that you put me through.

You think that you found better, but I know you have regrets,

You knew it from the start that me and you met.

You tried so hard to pretend like I didn’t matter,

But when I left, it left your heart to shatter.

Because you will never find someone to care like me,

And it is sad that it was something you were never able to see.

But you fucked up, and it’s your loss, not mine,

And I can’t wait for the rolls to be reversed, where you are hurt, and I am doing fine.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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