A/N: Okay, so I read all these poems online about being heart-broken, and I figured it would be funny to write a poem about the exact opposite of that.
I got no talent to be heart-broken,
And I’m told that that is wrong.
But crying my heart out over some guy,
– It simply isn’t done.
I wonder if something is wrong with me,
Since it’s so easy to just let go.
While others hold on with all they have,
Still caught in the afterglow.
But once I see that something is bad,
It’s quite easy to simply escape.
One realisation is all I need,
And I am gone, going away.
For this heart isn’t made for breaking,
And these eyes aren’t meant to cry.
That is why no tears are flowing.
As I here tell you – “Goodbye.”