Author's Note: This is an alternate way article number 11652 could have been written. It is somewhat like a revision, but could also be interpreted as extra information or a continuation of the first poem.
I think it's funny
What lengths you take
To make me sure
That you don't care
You avoid me
Ignore me
Pretend like I'm nothing
Yet you still text me
Compliment me
Act like I'm worth something
You thought break ups hurt
Much less than this
You thought you wouldn't feel
Sad like this
You thought you meant much more to me
But no, not really
When you're alone
You come my way
You don't seem to want me
Or care about me
Or even think about me
Until there's no one else
You don't seem to appreciate me
You never did
Until there was no one else
You thought breakups hurt
Much less than this
You thought you wouldn't feel
Sad like this
You thought you meant much more to me
But no, not really
Calling me babe
Isn't flattering
Saying I'm hot
Isn't comforting
Saying you love me
Doesn't mean anything
We are done
We are nothing
I thought break ups hurts
Much more than this
I thought I'd be sad
Much longer than this
I thought you meant much more to me
But I guess no, not really
