I was crying because I thought you left,
But you were still right in front of me,
Telling me you'd never leave.
But why does it feel like you already left?
you emotionally left months ago.
Why did you tell me this when you were leaving anyway?
I can't trust the words that you say.
The words that come out of that manipulative mouth of yours.
The words that tell me you're staying while your foot prints and tire tracks in the snow tell me otherwise.
The foot prints and tire tracks told me you physically left me this time.