Thoughts and Things

If I don't care, you can't hurt me

I can't think of better revenge

than showing how much better off I am

without you.

I can't wait to see your face

when you see I've got someone new

who actually gives a shit about me.

I can't wait to smile at you

every time I see you

just so you're reminded that I'm happy

without having anything to do with you.

We haven't talked in months

and I'm fine with that.

It saves me the pain and the anger 

and it saves you from my nasty words.

Not that I care-

it would just be a shame to have another reason

to call me a bitch, wouldn't it?

Any day now, 

I expect you to approach me,

seething with anger,

asking why I would tell the whole world what an asshole you are.

And my answer is already planned out.

I will smile politely, 

and I will say,

"If you didn't want the whole world to know about your bullshit,

you shouldn't have done it in the first place."

You're right about one thing:

I am a bitch.

But why on earth is that a bad thing?

If I'm a bitch because I'm assertive

and I don't put up with your shit,

then I'm proud to be a total fucking bitch.