To My Real Bunny

Um.. Bunny is a nickname I gave to this guy... Ha. If you're thinking "What the hell?"

 

To My Real Bunny

 

I miss my pet; my friend.

 

There was hardly a beginning to this story,

It came straight to an end.

 

Your voice,

Your touch,

Your smell.

All my senses can tell.

Now sometimes… I just wish you’d go to hell.

 

What happened to keeping your word?

Your image to me is now just a blur.

 

Everything just seems so fake,

I wish you would never have picked me to date.

 

Do you ever even think about what you’ve done?

I’m sure to you I’m just another girl, just another wrong.

 

I can’t say that I hate you, but I can’t say that I don’t.

If you would choose to speak to me… then maybe I won’t.

 

In my mind I knew, even before you,

That this wouldn’t work out and I would end up the one getting screwed.

 

Perhaps it wouldn’t be so hard to look at you,

If you only had some remorse for what you do.

 

But don’t worry about me or the others you’re going to hurt,

We’ll all just remember you as a f*****g jerk.

 

You come here, to my town,

And all you end up doing is bringing me down.

 

I kind of wish you would go back home,

To the place you better belong.

 

The of this is not to be mean,

Or show my hate.

 

You’re not being you,

Just something you create.