Written by: Stephanie Whitley

Don't try that with me.
You forget how well I know you.
Ya see,
I spent three,
Yes, three,
Entire years learning you,
Because I thought that's what I should do
Considering I was prepared to spend my life with you.
Don't even try it.
Like I can't spy that fake ish
In the words you're desperately trying to convince
Me to believe,
Or maybe you're trying to convince yourself.
Either way,
It's a waste of time.
I can see that you're not happy,
And despite myself, I couldn't be more pleased!
You'll get no sympathy from me.
You actually thought I'd feel bad?
Or some emotion resembling sad?
For you?!
HA! That's a good one.
Why should I feel bad for you?
This is exactly what you put me through,
And, finally, it's coming back around,
And to think all you thought you found.
It's like deja-vu,
Only, this time, it's not me crying over you.
You're crying.
I'm trying,
Practically dying,
To hold this laughter.
So much for your happily ever after!