Monday, November 08, 2010

Blank Slate

I don't have a girlfriend
And in this I am glad
No one to make me feel like shit
No one to make me feel sad

I'm happy as hell
Just being alone
No one to hate me
Or fight on the phone

Curses to those who can not wait
For the perfect person
For the perfect mate

Curses to me, for I had no patience
Rushed into it blind
Without reservations

I'm glad right now
That I have nobody

Regardless of health
Happiness, or money

I am sure I will one day regret

My actions towards you, and yet

I feel nothing.

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