Memories of You When I Only Need Him

When you hurt me the first time

I couldn't cry.

I couldn't shed a single tear.

All I did was hurt inside.

I thought you were everything.

You wrote poetry,

That I thought was for me.

You wrote about my sadness

But earlier you didn't seem to care,

And I was still stupid enough

To fall for it.

When you hurt me the second time

I couldn't cry.

I couldn't shed a single tear.

All I did was hurt inside.

I thought I was dying.

I know I wasn't going to die.

I don't need you

And I never did.

I thought so,

But obviously I was wrong.

I will only die for him,

Because he's where I belong.

You didn't hurt me the third time.

I brought that upon myself,

Actually, not once but twice.

That time I cried

I shed many tears

I did more than just hurt inside,

But not for you.

I hurt for the one who had never done me wrong.

I hurt for the one I had done wrong,

And for your best friend,

Who you had done wrong.

I guess this poem's for you

In a sad, sad way,

But it's more for him

Or me,

To say I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I was stupid.

I'm sorry I fell for you again.

I'm sorry for not noticing

That all I needed was him.