The Words Unsaid

Moving On (The Cheater's Jitters Band)

Moving On (Cheater’s Jitters Band)

Christine Summer

I erased your number on my phonebook,

But don’t think you’re off the hook,

For breaking my heart, no one last look,

Now, everybody would take you as a crook.

I shoved all of your flimsy letters on the flames,

But I hoped that you would rot in shame,

Since day one you act so lame,

I didn’t even want to hear your name.

I even deleted my Facebook account,

But know it would never amount,

To your every fault I forgot to count,

If you add them up you’d make a mount.

I tried to be discreet and invisible,

My food doesn’t seem very edible,

You always look so terrible,

Thinking of you makes me feel horrible.

I saw you yesterday at the market,

Honestly I want to shove at you my basket,

But I don’t want to start a racket,

So I just threw at you a bucket.

I cannot sleep at night,

Because you would make me fright,

A knot on my chest so tight,

When I think of you, it doesn’t feel right.

I cannot help but hear,

That ugly song in my ear,

That you sang to me when you were dear,

Now I want to run away when you are near.

I talk to our friends and they brought you up,

And my breakfast suddenly wants to go up,

Thoughts of you were so corrupt,

I can’t even scream at them that I’ve had enough.

I saw you again with another woman,

And I watched as you walked hand in hand,

I really think you should make a band,

And call it the Cheaters Jitters Band.

I think I saw you look my way,

Really, you just ruined my day,

If there’s one thing that I’d want to say,

I’m happy I didn’t ask you to stay.

I saw you again after a rough two years,

Still, hearing your name wounds my ears,

I was a fool, ‘wasted too many tears,

Maybe I just had too many beers.

I found you talking to me,

And I roll my eyes, can’t you see?

I’m over this and I count to three,

Until I lose my temper and punch thee.

I heard you ask how I was doing,

And I answer, can’t you see me breathing?

If ever there’s one thing you should be learning,

Before you ask, try and be observing.

I started laughing and you thought we were okay,

Bro, don’t laugh, you look so gay,

I was laughing at you but I cannot say,

It would be so rude, wouldn’t you say?

I hope I could say, and be honest and serious,

I don’t want you being in three hundred mile radius,

But it was useless; you were always so obtuse,

And I’m afraid I’ll just make you confused.

I think our friends think I wasn’t over you,

I scoffed and tell them it was true,

I might have lied about having someone new,

But moving on from you just took me a day or two.

I can’t act like it was nothing,

Surely it was something,

And if there is anything,

You were really so boring.

I don’t want to act so hostile and bitter,

But if ever it wasn’t any clearer,

Between us, you are the cheater,

And without you I’ve never been better.

You cheated on me behind my back,

And one thing you don’t know that you lack,

Is that I had the knack,

Of finding out sooner that you suck.

So goodbye, you little liar,

When I stare at you, mire,

There is nothing that I desire,

Than bang at your face my lyre.

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The harsh truth: he cheated on me. He’s still clueless, that muck, that I knew his dirty secret. He might look innocent, but he’s dirty as a mud puddle. I’m okay now.

Christine

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