You took one final glance in my direction
as you watched me leave for the last time.
There was no movie ending where you run back
after me, yelling that you made a mistake.
I didn’t end up in your arms, kissing your neck
and saying that I forgive you for the moment
you had a lapse in judgment amongst the tears
I was attempting to choke back.
You just looked at me with no disdain.
I got one final touch from you where we hugged
and then as I departed, I was the one that looked back.
I wanted to see if you were watching me leave.
But all you did was turn around towards your apartment.
You didn’t look at me, you didn’t walk me to the train platform,
you just turned around selfishly as I cried to myself.
I wish that you hadn’t have acted that way.