No Sequels

I don't want to be rude,

No, I don't want us to conclude

In a bad way, in equally bad moods,

But I do want to say to you...

Fuck it! If you want someone better, I do too...

Because you're really thinking

That your shit's not stinking,

I'm clearing the air, stain bleaching.

So I'll tell you without blinking

That I'm truthfully, truth linking.

Stating the facts

And showing you that you're acts

Are equally as bad

As mine have been in the past,

Is something that I'll enjoy doing to your selfish ass.

You skinny pussy willow!

You took my favorite pillow

And constantly eat all of my JELL-O!

You fucking crunchy, burnt, marshmallow!

You take up all of the space in the bed and painted my room yellow!

That's only me starting.

You enjoy making me do stupid shit with you like gardening!

If I really wanted to plant something,

I would have planted cannabis or better yet your mother, that good for nothing!

Do you really think I would have gone through that if, you, I wasn't loving?

Okay, Okay, sorry about the mother thing, I take it back.

I shouldn't have brought her in this, that's a fact.

It's just that you get me sweaty, glazed like a donut when you say I slack

Off and don't do shit right. You raise my sugar, mess up my diabetes, get me mad!

You get me tight like a constipated ass hole every time you fucking nag.

Here's an example of what I mean:

When you're not home and I am, I cook, I dust, I clean!

I remember your birthday, Valentines Day, and our anniversary!

I don't cheat, I don't flirt, if you asked I would close my eyes so that I cannot see!

But you still fucking complain about something being done wrong or wrong with me!

Last night you fucking say:

"It's not you, it is me. We're not compatible anymore, I'm afraid."

"We're not compatible anymore," That's the best you've got for me? GREAT!

I guess I should have fucked your sister instead, three years ago in May.

She seemed to like me, still, when she came over for Christmas and she stayed.

I should have played you with her back then!

That way I wouldn't have convinced myself that I was seeing things, or have to pretend

That I didn't like her because you were my girlfriend.

I hope you know that I do love you, but I really want you to understand

That when you leave, you're gone for good, no sequels, THE END!