A One-Hour Poem: Reflection on Love and Betrayal

This is a one-hour-poem, I promised myself to create.Why do I act so silly?I’m just making another mistake.But I promised myself this,I don’t know why, but I'm keeping this.It's part of me, whether I like it or not.But what the hell, past has gone.Trust me when I say, that I’ve moved far on.You made me learn to live, love and pretend.Thanks for pushing my happiness to an end.I wouldn’t know what I knew today.You made me go through the worst part of my life.Painted on my wrists, ‘cause you held the knife.Why would I care? You might thinkI don’t anymore, but I promised to write this.;What doesn’t kill me, makes me stronger.Let’s move further to another part.Cause there’s a guy I trusted heart.Luckily it’s not you, it was never you.And I hope for all the other girls,That no one will do, trust you.Fuck you. Thank you.For making my feets get back to the ground.With my heads in the cloud, you could spin me around.As far as you liked.Thanks for making me open my eyes, to this awesome surprise.I wouldn’t feel so good today,If it weren’t for your evil, heartless ways.You’re coldest, rudest, meanest, most fucked up person I ever met.I finally know what hate is. It’s you.Still fuck you.What I could never be to you,I hope another shall be. I regret that I’ve now have kept my promise.Listen to me, my dear.I really wish that you were here.Just believe me when I say,I hope you’ll be forever with me.I’d never lie, or make a fool out of you,Cause to you, my love will always be true.It’s a big promise, I know.So just take my hand, and I’ll let it show.There’s nothing to fear, when you are here.Just step forward and wipe away my tearsThis poem was split, But I hope you’ll understand.Otherwise, you can make a demand.