Monday Musings: Numb

Numb

I told you that you would miss me once I was gone.
What’s left of you now that I’m no longer your pawn?

How does it feel to know you’re not kissing me goodnight?
How does it feel to know you’re not loving me the rest of your life?

Are you missing me yet? ‘Cause they say you stay up late.
Why are you thinking of what you’re supposed to hate?

You say you hate me, but I can’t feel it. I can’t feel you.
What’s that feeling in your stomach telling you what to do?

Apologize to me
down on your knees
Beg me to please, please

Take you back without a second thought, but I won’t.
I say fuck you, fuck your heart, fuck it ‘cause I’m numb

To all of your bullshit
And all of your nonsense.

I found someone so much better, much better than you.
I sigh and take in new air because I’m finally through.

I won’t back down, and I won’t fall anymore.
I won’t be put back against the wall like before.

Are you missing me, wishing we could be together again?
Now I’m with someone who’d never hurt me like you had.

I’m better off without you, and I can’t help but smile
To think of what a show you’d put on for awhile.

To smooth over the rough edges of your mistakes,
But you missed a few sharp edges and it proves fake.

The one I got is real enough to prove how he feels,
Something you could never do for me.

Open your eyes and forget me,
‘cause I’m numb to you.
Forget even waiting,
‘cause I’m numb to what’s left of you.

cw1

6 thoughts on “Monday Musings: Numb

  1. Great poem. This reminds me of all the men I dated before I met my husband. They never appreciated me until they left me. My husband is the only man who appreciated what he had, from the beginning. It’s really true that you have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find the prince.

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