I wrote this poem earlier this week because I was dying inside with the betrayal my ex had put upon me earlier this year. I wish that he could hear me actually saying this poem to him in that mysterious Goth gurl voice that I have. I wish he would just go off a cliff and die, because he's caused me so much pain, and of course, his gurlfriend(whom he's getting married to) can kiss my arse and hope to live on this matter. She doesn't deserve my ex. She isn't even what he likes in a gurl.