Bastard

This is for Dawn, my first friend in Portland and has the biggest heart of gold in the world. This is her story against "The Troll."

Take a picture of us
tear it in two.
that shows you right there
what I think of you.
I hate you.
I love you.
You're a bastard.
Who broke the plaster
of me and you.
Who couldn't be true.
Who left me crying there
sitting in the morning dew.
There's nothing more to say
There's nothing more to do.
As of this moment,
You and I are through.