I have always cut ex-crushes and ex-boyfriends out of my life, due to either anger towards them or embarrassment on my behalf. This was always easy as they’d turn their backs on me too. The only exceptions are those who were friends I never told of my feelings, and ‘number ten’, who cares about me too much to turn his back on me, which makes it nearly impossible to turn my back on him. Not that I want to.
Number one, we were too young.
Number two, I was too young
And he was too awful.
Number three, he was my first kiss
He lived too far away.
Number four, he tried to be sweet
But he never stopped running.
Number five, he was a close friend
I was too scared to let our friendship end.
Number six, he was a summer haze
And I should have kept my mouth shut.
Number seven, he was too old
I didn’t even know his last name.
Number eight, he let me trust him
And left without telling me why
Number nine, I learnt she had a boyfriend
And I was too scared to say a word
Number ten, he wasn’t as perfect as I thought
And he cares too much for me to leave him behind.