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It's Not You, It's Me

It was really me, though.

By Cassie OstinPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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I saw the good in the devil 

"It's not you it's me"

Is the problem me?

Maybe one day you'll see just how shitty you treated me,

I forget your too self righteous to see reality,

You balled up your fist and punched the walls,

I was scared to death you would hit me so I stayed out of your way,

"It's not you it's me"

When you spit those words at me I forgot to breathe,

Is that really how you're gonna end things with me?

You're spiraling down in a pit and it's not my place to save you anymore,

All I can do is watch you fall for her and hit the floor,

She's not what you need she's what you want,

She's not what she seems she's just a fix for a fiend,

You're so high to see you're really losing me,

"It's not you it's me"

I stayed up two whole days wondering what that means,

I still can't figure out if it's actually you or me,

I have so much forgiveness for you and I hate that,

I want to be what you need,

I wanted to be the girl of your dreams,

Our promises and plans were drilled into my brain,

You wanted the world and I guess I was a street in your way,

I guess for you it was never the same

-7.25.16-

heartbreak
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About the Creator

Cassie Ostin

If making something of myself means losing myself, then what am I making?

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