Closure

This is what I've imagined would happen if I ever saw my ex boyfriend again. We ended up pretty much hating each other. But the good news is, he lives 2,000 miles away, so I can basically trash talk him all I want and avoid the whole "let's be friends" BS

Standing at your door,

staring at the stone cold floor,

I'm having a hard time accepting,

that blank stare spread across your face.

 

 I thought you would go into shock.

Utter disbelief at seeing me so near.

But I had no idea my heart would break,

a thousand times worse than it had before.

  

I'm sorry I couldn't stop the words,

from falling out of my mouth.

Couldn't contain the desperate longing,

that's made my feelings go so far south.

 

But your soft hair is curling,

in that perfectly in imperfect way,

and  your eyes sparkle so bright,

with secrets held tight.

 

I don't want to want you,

but deep down, I know that I still do.

Can you blame me for saying I hate you,

after everything that we've been through?

 

That's why I decided to finally set us straight.

To throw my pointless feelings in the air,

because the truth is etched deep within your face:

I'm too late.

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Everything I've posted before this poem has been old and I've read them over a million times. This is my first new poem in a while. I feel like it needs something else, but I'm not sure what to do. Any suggestions?