***This poem is inspired by a dream I had last night where I broke up with Finn Wolfhard, except I was Finn Wolfhard watching me break up with me and then wrote a poem like this angstily. Enjoy Finn Wolfhard’s perspective of our heartbreak.***
And now, a reading of the last 70 plus words my girlfriend said to me
when she broke up with me in her green dirty Chevrolet SUV:
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You’re exactly who I thought you were
A scheming, pretentious rat
You, a shining star that burns
With a derivative, greasy mullet
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You think the world revolves around you
Believe me, it’s only the flies
Angular lines that sharpen in lieu
Of the fatty kindness so absent in your eyes
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Child to grown, no opportunities blown
And now, you’re the crazy big shot
A shot in the dark is better than none
But a miss would have been better than that.
— My ex-girlfriend
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I wish I could say I miss her
But I’m onto better things
Like people who watch better movies
And don’t lose all their rings.