I love writing poetry, I decided to write a poem dedicated not to the women who have been through heartbreak…but to the men who have broken their hearts.

**This is poem is comprised of situations I’ve been through and have heard about**  Enjoy!

To My Dearest…

To my dear Mr. High school Sweetheart,

What the hell?

You made me want to venture out

You made me curious about love, and all the things it can give and take

You made me want to make you my first, but I guess I must have moved to slow so you decided to no longer wait

Dear Mr. Real Love,

What the hell?

You made me believe that love existed, and that I was the one you wanted to share forever with

I gave you the best of me

I delivered to you my mind, body, and soul on a golden platter

Years of my life gone, and I don’t have a damn thing to show for my efforts

When things got tough, you went looking for something

fresher, fitter, to ease the present tension between us

I still secretly blame you unconsciously for all my present failed relationships

You are the one that got away

I still truly love you

But now you’re on that pimpin shit

Dear Mr. Rebound,

What the hell?

You were good to me for the most part

You included me in your plans for the future, hoping we could grow old together

You were sweet, funny, smart, and kind

You were everything I needed to get over my past, but nothing was good enough to make it last

Dear Mr. Complex,

What the hell?

You are so confused about the man you want to be

You want me, but not all the things that come along with me

You pretend to be the best catch,

but you’re the most emotionally unattached to the word “love”

You break up with me, only to want me back the next week

Dear Mr. Broken Promises,

What the FUCK!!!!

When I first met you, you told me you weren’t like the rest,

but you actually turned out to be the worse

I took you in, treated you like family,

because my stomach was growing

so soon we would be considered a family

You let me down from the very start

I found that the only person you could commit to, other than your mother, was yourself

so I made a decision that changed my life forever,

as I decided to end the reason why we were so connected

When we ended you took with you my hopes for eternal love, but not my will

Dear Mr. Future,

What the Hell? …

– Miss Deuces