I thought the night would last for ever
I thought that what we had would go on forever
Then it all ended when you said…
It's over!
It was the first time my pillow had ever felt tears
I knew it was not going to be the last
I saw you with her days later
Anger shot up in me that I didn't know existed
That night my pillow felt tears but of a different kind
They had felt tears of sadness of my lost love
Now they felt the salty, wet tears of anger
Anger towards that girl that would never disappear
Over time you had all different girls
With everyone that came in, I hated her more than the last
Then one night no girls were mentioned when we talked
I thought, this is my time to get him back
I told you of how I felt for you
I prayed to God that he would let this go only His way
His way must be for us to only be friends
You told me that you had given you heart already to someone else
I looked at the words that you typed to me in disbelief
I thought how stupid could I be to tell you the truth
So here I sit typing a poem about you
Saying that tonight my pillow will not feel salty tears
For I am over you
I told you the truth and I'm over you
I can't believe I can say this but..
I'M OVER YOU
