Meanwhile

Daily I thought about you
Wondering where you were
What you were doing
And if you were thinking of me

But meanwhile you were out
Holding her hand
Kissing her
Forgetting all about me

I would write you letters
Write you poems of love
In each one declaring that my love for you
Would never come to an end

Meanwhile you held my letters and poems up in the air
Just before you ripped them to pieces
Laughing it up
With all your friends

I waited for your phone call
Which only came once in a while
You said you still loved me
And that you would never leave

But meanwhile you called me names
Insulted me behind my back
You lied to me and cheated on me
You laughed because I still believed

Then one day I saw the truth
I cried for days
I felt so hurt
Deep inside

Meanwhile you realised
That what you did was wrong
You tried to apologize, but in vain
I had already died...

25 April 2007
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This was done for a contest.