You said you’ve missed me
When?
When you had her off your mind?
Or when you had her off your phone?

I don’t see the point
In things you’ve got to say
It would have moved a mountain
But you had it your way

I stood there waiting
Waiting like a fool
Asking of your whereabouts
Always bringing you in

They knew of it all
And would have laughed
At my misery, of what a gun I had been
And what a kitten I seem

And I unaware of the play
Would wonder of the day
When the wait would be over
And I will talk to you

Even on the very day
You made me bend on my knees
Only to drag me down
And tell me you were with some other girl

All this time I remembered
All those times you were busy forgetting
And then one day you call
Just to take a chance

To see if I had melted
And how happy you must have been
When you would have seen me breaking down
In pieces

Oh how content your soul would have been
When I cried my heart out
When I spilled out my secrets
When I ripped up my heart

You were listening silently
Waiting for me to break down to ashes
So that you can have the last laugh
And leave a wound that would never heal

And then you seek to compensate
And still expect id wait for you
For one moment even I believed you
And actually wanted to

What a fool…what a misery!!
Your friends call up
To see if I could take it
And ask me if I were ok
Promise me of being there
I can tell them everything
But when they see I don’t care
They stop calling me

You don’t call
I shamelessly did
You don’t answer
I did still

Why?
Maybe for old times sake
No more… I have a bloody life of my own
I am not the victim
I am a survivor

That was the last poem
Or may be the last true word
Youd hear from me
Because anyways you wont understand

You are underage
Forever for me
I have grown
Over you