Sitting here alone.
Well, except for the continuous ringing of my cell phone.
I don't want to hear you whine or moan.

It hurts me too y'know?
One of hardest things that we have to do is learn when to let go.

Our time has gone, yes this is true.
There is simply nothing more you or I can do.

While at times we had a blast.
We didn't make it last.
But the past is the past.

Your texts say that you wanna stop by.
Just to say "Hi."
Now we both know that's a lie.
You start analyzing everything, "If....But...Babe.....Why?"

"NO! NO! NO! Please will you just stop?!"
I scream then to my knees I do drop.

You stand stock still.
As realization hits, the air develops a deathly chill.

If looks could ****. I'd be dead.
With a decapitated head.

Then you just walk away.
Escaping the fray.

And yet I hope we become friends again one day.