I know its not a poem, but I wrote this and I couldn't believe what I was reading, so I submitted it here:
Sure maybe after this night, I'm only going to end up more heart broken, I'm going to have such an amazing night and maybe for just two minutes I'll pretend like I'm actually her. Because she is so lucky, but then after that he's going away I have accepted that and that's going to hurt like crazy I'm waiting for it, I want to feel hurt I want to feel pain, because it will always be a reminder of how happy I am/was with him. So I have accepted it all, I know that there's probably no chance that he will ever be mine, I know he's leaving, and I know he's with her, I will hurt and I will suffer through it. And that's final, I would rather spend all of this time happy as can be then in pain cause I know I gave up.
