Break Up Poems To Him

Not Over Him
I'm not over him
Happy, angry, sad is what I am
I'm too much for him

Can't Do It
I cannot do it
He is not the one for me
We just couldn't be

Funk
I'm in this funk
He caused the funk I am in
Does this mean he wins?

How Could It Go Wrong?
I thought it was good
I thought everything was fine
How could it go wrong?

What's Wrong?
You ask me what's wrong
I don't know how to explain
Nothing's wrong I say

How Could I?
How could I do this?
I knew it would hurt this much,
In the very, very end

What Did I Do Wrong?
What did I do wrong?
How could I mess up so bad?
I crushed myself

Talk
I can't talk to him
For the tension is too strong
Suddenly I'm gone

Us
There is no more us
Us is gone and we are left
Did us really exist?


Different
I thought 'he's different'
I thought 'maybe he would stay'
But he's not that way

Believe
I heard what you said
Why do you have to be right?
Don't want to believe

Why do I believe?
I know I have bad karma
Should have known better

Talking At Last
We can finally talk
It should be a big relief
But it's not enough

Believe
I heard what you said
Why do you have to be right?
I didn't want to believe you

But why'd I believe in him?
When I know that I have bad karma
And I should have known better
In the first place
That nothing good could come of it

She Tells Me
She tells me
"He's a dork and he's not worth all the sorrow"
"Get over it"
And this is what I have to say to her
"But I love him."
"You don't just get over the people that you love"
"Or at least I know that I don't"
"I'm still not over my first ex-boyfriend"
"Who broke up with me over a month ago"
"I mean, I'm not over my dead brother"
"And he died 9 years ago
"And to tell you the truth"
"I don't think that I'll ever get over my first ex anytime soon"
"So what makes you think that I?ll get over this so easy"

Crying
On the inside I am crying
On the outside I am not
When I don't want to cry
I do
When I do want to cry
I don't

When I want to go to sleep
I sit up all night silently crying
(And wake up in the morning,
With an enormous headache)
But when I want to silently cry
I go to sleep without a trouble
(Except not being able,
To cry myself to sleep)

When I do want to cry
I have to force myself to
And when I don't want to cry
I have to force myself not to

On the inside I am crying
And on the outside I wear a mask
So I don't start crying,
On the outside too

Is He Thinking What I'm Thinking?
I see him walking through the hall
Is he thinking what I'm thinking?
I see him sitting over there
In that chair
Is he thinking what I'm thinking?
He walks past,
Very fast
Not looking down at me
Is he thinking, what I'm thinking?
We make eye-contact
And look away in a flash
Was he thinking?
What I was thinking?
I was thinking about the fact
That if we were still together,
It would be our two month anniversary today
Did he even know, about that?

Playing With My Emotions
I know what you're doing,
Don't thing that I can't see it
You're playing with my emotions,
You're trying to get inside
So you can mess me up

You do things like break up with me,
Don't talk to me.
And then all of a sudden,
You sit next to me and talk to me, willingly
Not ignoring me like usually

Get really close
But it adds up to, me having to hide
From the thing that confuses me,
Love.
And the things that I hate,
Disappointment,
Being ashamed of,
Not feeling loved,
And being hated,
By the people that I love
And the people that love me.
But then again...love?

Love?
What is 'Love'?
Love is the mystery that no one can understand
Love is misery, undercover as a box of chocolates.
(And I love chocolates,
Or do I?)
What is this 'Love'?
Love is the thing that causes some suicides.
What does that mean? You ask,
It means that, aren't some of the people who are suicidal,
Suicidal because they don't feel loved?
Or because they don't think that anyone loves them?
Think about that,
The next time that you claim that you're in love.
Beside why should only some people feel loved,
While others have never felt love and never will?
What makes those people so superior to ever one else?
What did they do to deserve love?


At Normal
(Seconds, Minutes, Hours, Days, Weeks, Months)
At normal
Is a fairly great place to be,
Or so I've heard
Because to tell you the truth
I don't think that I've ever been there
At least not in a long time
Seconds, Minutes, Hours, Days, Weeks, Months,
That's about how long it's been
Yep, that long
But why?
Why does it have to be that long?
Can't I just fix everything
To go back to 'at normal'

Seconds, Minutes, Hours, Days, Weeks, Months,
Maybe it can't go back to normal
Maybe it can never go back
Maybe it was banned or something
Maybe I scared it away
Just like him

I miss normal
I miss him
But out of the two which do I miss more?
Normal or him?

Seconds, Minutes, Hours, Days, Weeks, Months,
I still don't know which I miss more
Normal?
Or him?