Don't

Right now I just want you to go
Before you do there are some things you must know.

Don’t look at me, smile, or flirt
When you do it just hurts

Don’t touch me, talk to me, or come near
You’ve had too many chances to do that, my dear

Don’t try to hold my hand or give me a kiss
You have way too much confidence in this

Don’t pretend to miss me, or want me, or need me
Your chances have been too plenty, you see

Don’t tell me you love me and that you were wrong
Just hurry and get your stuff, move the f**k along

Don’t come back asking for more
Move you’re a** out the door

If you really need me like you say
Then why are things turning out this way?

I don’t think there is anyway that you can prove
That you won’t hurt me so just f**cking move

*****I wrote this poem when I was really mad. Obviously, but it says exactly how I feel.*****