The Storybook

About an ex girlfriend after our breakup.

 You blindly provoke my thoughts
Dwelling in my abyss of
Mindless wandering;
Antagonizing my sea of emotions
You won’t let me be.
I’m forced to contemplate
The memory of what is left
Of you in me.
Every night I would wonder
Scouring in my own disbelief
What is this thing called love?
You break through my barriers
Destroying any means of
Protection towards myself;
I feel alone without you now.
As I have always felt.
I remember you well and
How much disbelief I swim in
You never loved me; liar.
I was just another act
In your silly little storybook.
Well, because of you
I do not believe in fairytales.
I do not believe in you.

Author's Note

I wrote this about my ex-girlfriend when we broke up in 2007... we stopped talking a few months... then became friends again... then about a year later... stopped talking a few months... and now we're friends yet again.