Douchebag
That’s best describe this certain person I used to know. I
used to love. I used to take care but used me.
Who am I talkin’ about? He’s DOUCHEBAG!
That person who took that one thing I can never get back. How
I wished I could give it to someone that would value and respect it.
Yes, respect. That vital principle he never had and will
never have.
When I met that person, he was full of love and full of
life. He is smart, kind and loveable person.
Everybody has their first love. I’ve got mine. But rarely
has bumped into their true love. He was my true love. I fell in love deeply
with a douchebag, to a person not capable of loving and giving his heart away.
If I knew that, if I only knew that.
I’m lucky enough to meet my soul mate, my present and I wish
my future. He is the complete opposite of him.
He respects me, treasures me and made me feel what it feels
like to be on cloud nine.
But I do believe that you can only love one person in your
entire life more than your own life.
And I regret to say that’s it him. The Douchebag.
I did something wrong and unforgivable. But this stupid
organ in my chest won over that silly organ in my head.
But then a realization kicks in. That he is really not capable
of love. Lust probably.
My love, I know I did wrong. Forgive me. I love you and I
have loved you from the first time I met you. I was just being selfish. I did
wrong my love. I’m sorry.
To that douchebag who broke my heart. Completely torn into
pieces and I almost die. Good luck!
Don’t change. I wish someday you’ll find that one girl you
can fall head over heels in love with.
The one who will make you realize that life’s worth loving.
You’re so young and tender but you have a bad heart as of the moment, cruel and
selfish.
I love you still but in a different way. My love, I love you
and I will love you as long as I could.
For the last time douchebag, someday we’ll cross paths and
this stupid organ of mine won’t give a damn about you. But still, take care.
-Lee
