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DrReplyInRhymes

I thought it was amazing, this beautiful woman interested in me,

I thought it was surreal, I often wondered, how could this be?!

She was sweet and funny, loving, and perfect in my eyes,

I felt as if I had entered a competition and won the gold prize!

 

As time goes on, it turns out, I was made a fool the entire time,

She had been hooking up with other guys, I was blind to the signs,

Eventually, I realized, her words were nothing but a bunch of lies,

She'd been playing me for a fool for years, and now we've cut ties.

 

 

I held on for as long as I could, but my anger would peek it's ugly head,

My anger of being made a fool, talked **** about, and cheated on in bed,

I couldn't let things go because this woman had become such an important part of me,

I lost a part of myself in that relationship, the part of me that I protected dearly.

 

Now that's it's over and done, I've began to change who I am.

I've started to hit the gym again daily, but I've lost my will, it's damned.

I try to bury myself into hobbies just to get her out of my head,

But I opened myself fully to her, completely, and now that fire is dead.

 

 

She knows that she could ask to see me, and I'd come running into her bed,

She knows that she could call me for help, and I'd drop what I was doing for her instead,

However, she's with someone else now, and apparently, I'm just a person from her past,

For she accidentally sent me texts and it seems that he's been tapping that ass.

 

I was a fool for believing her that she'd never hurt me like that,

I was a fool for thinking that she was different and I was her man,

For it seems this whole time, I was just a toy to her, someone to target and hurt,

To play with my emotions as much as she could, and now her communication is curt.

 

 

I am not perfect, but why couldn't she just break up with me sooner than this?

Why did it have to come down to finding out she was seeing her old lover with trysts?

Why did she lie to me and told me she'd wanted a future, kids, and the white picket fence?

Why did she tell me these things only to laugh at my inability to figure it out because I was dense?

 

It makes me angry that I miss this woman so much,

It makes me angry that I miss her sweet touch,

It makes me angry that I'm sad over someone who did me like that,

It makes me angry that she chose some other guy over what I thought we had.

 

What's worse is that her lover and her laugh at all of my pain,

They laugh at the words that I publish, calling me quite insane,

They tell me I'm not worthy of someone like her, that I was just a mistake,

They call me at work while they're hooking up just to laugh in my face.

 

So I give up on living here, it's too much for me to bear.

I give up on the narcissism parading as altruism in everyone's stare,

I give up on trying to make a life here, it's clear that I can't do that,

So I shall work on becoming healthier, and move on from this shat.

 

To all the people on here who love someone, make sure you give it your all.

Don't leave anything behind when you're with them, put it all on the wall.

Make sure that you understand, the good comes with the bad, and accept them as they are,

Otherwise you'll end up like me: lonely, sad, empty, and wishing upon a star.

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Wow, I could feel your pain in every single word. So sorry about your broken heart, but remember that hearts eventually heal. Most of us have walked in your shoes, have had our hearts ripped from our chests and stomped on. But with time we manage to get over it. And you will too.

 

You should have this poem published. It is a real tearjerker.

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Oh Dr. I'm not even going to try for the rhyme. If they are calling you torment you then you have to clock them. They sound like awful people. Cheating is bad enough but rubbing your face in it. Oh . . .no. Just no.

 

Block, delete, just get them away from you.

 

Then you can start to pick up the pieces. Continue using your poetry as an outlet for your pain. They are wrong. You are talented.

 

Hang in there.

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I appreciate the support, I can't block them like that, though I wish I could, I fear,

For they know my work number and call with bogus questions, its painfully obvious to hear,

You can literally hear the moaning and ass slapping and breathing while they ask for information,

And because of the nature of my work, I have to put up with the instigation.

 

I have decided to keep working out and keep going on dates,

I know there's other women who aren't like this, I do believe in fate,

I will keep to myself for now as I get over this woman, if I ever do,

For as rotten as everything sounds, the feelings in my heart were true.

 

I have lost a lot of weight, and I got a tan this summer, the sun did heed me,

I look pretty damn good so far I can admit, so other women will see me,

Once I lose a little bit more weight and get in shape once again,

Hopefully she'll regret losing me over some stupid shenanigan.

 

I know how to move on, I'm no stranger to breakups,

I know how to not care and to forget, forget the makeups.

I just hope she is happy with who she chose over me,

I know that we had some great times, can't fake that smile THAT long THAT easily.

 

I know I have my own problems, and I'm sure if asked, she'll blame me,

I take that blame completely just to appease, I wasn't as good as I could be,

To ask me to open up to her, to ask for my deepest fears and vulnerability,

Only to take all of that information and use it against me is just, not ok with me.

 

Thank you for being so kind, to those who genuinely care about people here and such,

Offering different perspectives, sometimes forcefully, is sometimes what is needed as a crutch,

But there are some very cool people here, regardless of where you're at in life,

And you are not appreciated enough, so I shall say thank you to all of you, twice.

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Thingsfallapart

Maybe this girl wanted a man who didn’t waste his time

Lurking on an Internet love site writing everything in rhyme

While you were thinking how to write a sonnet

The other guy was there and he was on it

A woman wants a man to fight for her love

Not write lyrics with iron fists in velvet gloves

You, my friend are being taking for a mug,

With sexual telephone calls at work while you only have yourself to hug

So go to the gym, get stronger and forget about all of this

And you’ll come to realise that writing down your problems in rhyme just takes the piss...

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Maybe this girl wanted a man who didn’t waste his time

Lurking on an Internet love site writing everything in rhyme

While you were thinking how to write a sonnet

The other guy was there and he was on it

A woman wants a man to fight for her love

Not write lyrics with iron fists in velvet gloves

You, my friend are being taking for a mug,

With sexual telephone calls at work while you only have yourself to hug

So go to the gym, get stronger and forget about all of this

And you’ll come to realise that writing down your problems in rhyme just takes the piss...

 

The man is hurting and needs support. Where is your empathy? It is not even a good rhyme.

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