There was a time when you shared your life with me.
There was a time that was only me.
I still remember when we made love last.
And turned to you, why had...
Why had it .......
been........been..........
In the past.
There was a time, when my heart was all you had.........
All......................
All....................you had.
But you left me.
Moved away.
Left me in the trenches, and said I’ll back some..............day.
Some.......day.
Some.............day.
There was a time, where you shared my bed.
Now it’s the place...............I cry and feel the pain..............IN MY HEAD.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.....
My heart bled for you.
“I promise,” you said.
“I promise,” you said.
“I’ll come back..................”
You NEVER..............NEVER..............DID!!!!!!!!!!
“Why don’t you move up to me.”
What the hell? Did you think I would? Oh so crazy man! I have it good where am.
I’m not the type............
No, I’m not the type..................
to live with someone’ mom and dad.
I gave that up when I had my own.
Miss.......Miss ...Independent.
You never had a job so WHAT?!!!!!!
I WAS GONE BEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!! The bread winner?
While you sat on your ass and said I’m sad? I’m sad?
Hell.....I’d be glad if my room and board were paid by my mom and dad.
Oooooh boy............would I.
Free life. Free food. Free gas and a car to move.
Oooooooh mom and dad,
here’s............my bags.
oh, oh, oh, I’m comin’ home.
To live with another person’s mom and dad.
Years go by........
Many of them........
Try 8
8 whole fucking years.
Guess what Mommy?!!!!
Daddy??!!!!!!!!!!!
I got a job.
We’re so proud of you. Good boy.
How old are you now?
You know mommy.
I’m 37 yearrrrrrrrrrrrs old...........
The time goes by.
The time goes by.
His promises.......
You remember them?
Right?
“Oh baby!..........That was so long ago. “
“I can’t turn back. I just must go,
Onnnnnnn and onnnnn and onnnnnn.........”
“But baby,
The plan has changed.
Someone else is movin’ in my home.
So why don’t you pick up that phone.
Call me sometime.
We can still be friends.
You’ll see.”
Yeah right.
To be your reserve, second to everyone
“But I love you honey.”
Fuck that lovin’, I can’t lose anymore blood from this broken heart.
So have your fun,
with someone........else.
Do me a favor, when you break her heart,
make it fast, so her heart doesn’t lose its life, like mine.
By mom and dad.
copywritten
Michelle Poet
May 12, 2001