Ruined

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A love like broccoli,
Went bad before blooming.
All cause my past met my future,
Ya gotta be fucking kidding.

I wish you would've just told me,

You were upset.

Not go fucking astray,

And ghost me,

For my birthday present.

You said you’d take me to dinner.

Did you forget? 

Instead, I was checking, 

The local coroners list.


You left me wondering,

What I did wrong.

After being a part of,

My everyday life,

For three fucking months.


I know I'll be okay.

But it felt like, 

We were on to something great.

Gave you, my loyalty.

You made me feel safe.

Then pulled the fucking net, 

Out from underneath.


Why did I put my heart on the line,

For a lineman anyway.

I didn't think,

Once you got your way,

That you'd fucking leave.

Or turn that peace, 

Into fucking grief.


Why even be super consistent.

If you were just telling me lies,

To make me believe you were different.

Claiming me, 

At my favorite place,

Out in public.

Calling dibs,

Just to fucking forfeit.


I feel so fucking embarrassed.

I brought you around my friends,

While you left me out to perish. 

Pushing my hand, 

When I tried to hold it.

Babe, what the fuck fucking happened.


I thought we were both, 

Invested in this. 

I prayed for you every day,

And helped you with your resume,

Out of kindness.

The least you could’ve done,

Was send me a simple 

It’s over text.


Either way it still stings.

I thought I swore off assholes, 

When I found out, 

My ex was a fucking cheat.

You really made me believe, 

I fell for you,

Cause you were sweet.

Not because of my, 

Bad taste in men history.


Now I regret comparing you,

To healthy greens.

I should’ve left you,

The first time I thought, 

You ghosted me.

But it is what it is babe.

Even if a good thing is brewin,

It can still end up being,

Fuckin ruined. 



Written by Epiphany Tiffany.

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