I’m Not in Love

I’m not flattered/happy/in love/that you wrote about me/for me/over me/and made a profit off of it./In fact I think I’m mad/angry/hurt/or maybe just annoyed/that during all the times I thought you were listening/loving/learning/you were really taking notes.

Your notepad is filled/overflowing/overwhelmed/with the details of my pain./And in a way I feel/I know/I think/you stole the words right out of my mouth/out of my soul/out of my mind/the blood coursing under my skin/and made it yours/yours/yours.

It never was yours/I never was yours.

– excerpt from my chapbook Sinful Atticus. Buy Sinful Atticus now~

Published by Robin

Poetry author from Pennsylvania

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