I knew this was coming.
I promise it's nothing new.
I've been through this before...
you broke my heart right on cue.
But come on, hurt my feelings.
Please break my heart again.
Make me cry myself to sleep;
'cause I know what happens then...
nothing at all but profit
is headed my way.
I may be miserable now,
but tomorrow's another day.
And soon enough these tears
will pour out of my pen
onto paper that will make me famous,
and only you'll be crying when
I reap all the benefits
while you're left with pure regret.
With just a poem as a memory,
you I'll soon forget! |
Submission Name: Right on Cue
