Sometimes it's better not to understand.
A broken heart is my reprimand.
I need to learn at least after the 2nd time.
Promises from a renowned mime.

Some people only want what they can't have
Once they have it they split it in half
A talent for sabotaging good things
the king of relationships without strings

Lies drip from every word
Excuses that are just absurd
Not a thought for the hurt you cause
You deserve a round of applause

Please gladly take a bow
You fooled me again somehow
What happened to "I'll be here"
Sweet nothings to my ear.

"I'm home" you once stated.
I foolishly believed and waited
I thought you had changed
Overlooked all that was strange.

"My love" was REAL to me
Why couldn't you just leave me be
You chased me remember?
Way back in December?

I tried to be with you
Tried to show you what's true
You said You'll be better
Then abruptly you sever.

They say karma can be cruel
It has one definite set rule
I felt it yesterday thanks to you
Are you ready for when it hits you?

I feel sorry for you
You missed out on a love that's true
You might know when someone is real
But you have no idea how to feel

I laugh now at "Perfect fit"
funny, I was the one willing to commit
I was the one eager to give
You gonna ask me again to forgive?

I'm not looking for a response too
It's hard to trust any word from you.
In fact there is nothing i'm expecting.
Hey...I'm just reflecting!

Currently The Spirit Room By Michelle Branch see related

The more I think about it
The more I realize the similarity
its  surreal and uncanny but
she and I seem like the same entity

I write it all here on this journal
and she does the same
And as things go wrong
she and I find only ourselves to blame

The men in her life are plentiful
and some are certainly jerks
isn't that awful?
coz that also drives me beserk

I have that same horrified look
when I step on the scale
and I hate to admit that upon a hook
hangs granny panties so pale

Could it be I am more like her
than I will ever understand
A size 4 would never fit my rear
for it occupies its own land

It has its own zipcode you know.
and when I walk I hear it wiggles to and fro
My mom says I have big bones
yeah! like Miss Jones?

My insecurities are all very profound
and yes my chest is renowned
It feels like its measured in double letters too
I often feel like it has its own view

Man I wish I knew why
Miss Jones and I
fit to a Tee
Could it be?

A sign of things to come
have I been ignoring Mr Right?
Given a choice Hugh Grant
would be my boo, aint that a fright?

I guess that is why I am single
for I haven't quite met my Mr. Darcy
The man to make my senses tingle
Bloody heck wouldn't that be fancy?

Should I have stayed in London?
Waited for my life to evolve there?
When Cali is so sunny and exciting
is this the place to find what's rare?

A man who is honest and real
unafraid to show how he feels
Intelligent and responsible, is a must
maybe then I will again believe in trust.

Yep only in Cali
is what I have often been told
maybe this is where I am destined
to live and grow old

I came to the conclusion that
however similar Bridget and I seem to be
I will always be unique,
for there is no one in this world quite like me