I am sitting here Almost two full years later (One week until to be exact) And I still can't get you out of my head It's late night phone calls that flood my memory Like 12:46 AM And You saying things like "Please go to sleep, it's so late, And I don't want you hurting in the morning" And "If I say something really sweet-- Well I think it's sweet, at least-- Will you go to sleep" Then "I want to be your first kiss" But B, that's just who you are You're the divide and conquer kind It's little lines like "I owe a penny" And a competitive "Well, I owe 100 pennies" That make me want to cry It's references to songs And wanting to end my self inflicted scarring When in reality You are a part of that collection It's that 11 PM call Where you "met" my mother If we could even call it that It's two days later And the first "I love you" And me almost crying as those words Tumbled from your mouth I believed it all I believed in you But then it became "You're a great girl But I don't think this will work" I waited for two weeks Before making a mistake and coming back I didn't think it was a mistake When you asked for a date Of cuddling on your uncle's couch Because you just got your license And wanted me to be first in your car It was supposed to be teriyaki and your favorite movie, Hercules And you wouldn't have cared if I sang along With every single song Because you loved the idea Of a private screening Not in a ****** way But of course, You were a sixteen year old boy You wanted *** I can't believe I actually thought about it And the simple words that Made me believe it could happen "Of course I'm upset, Silly, I didn't get to see my girl" A few days later the silence came Because you decided You couldn't date me because I attended The school of your past But you decided to date her A character of the past attending your school of the past You even convinced her to runaway with you When CPS pulled some ******* moves With your abusive father and standby mother I could've been that girl I could've loved you forever I remember December When you told me you'd found God And tried to help convert me You were the only one I'd let call me "Sammie" I've always thought it weird that You were allowed to flirt with me But it couldn't be me flirting with you Even with your migraine And my offer to give "All the pennies in the world to make it all better" I learned that's because you'd leave Three days later I waited **** near a year Before reaching out to you again With a letter drafted A total of Twenty-eight times Because of an English teacher Encouraging thanks You replied and I filled with hope Only for you to ask me to stop talking to you And your friends Even though Matt is my friend, too But before leaving again I was aware of the biggest backstabbing In all of history You were back with the friend I was defending That brought us together That made fun of your invisible genitals I cried mercilessly And ran to the bathroom Throwing my body against the wall Almost breaking my fists Then I cooled off Walked to the floor where Bailey and I were dining She on a turkey sandwich With cheese, mustard, and olives Myself on a buffet of tears When I saw a tall figure I somehow knew was you Signing out She thought I was delusional But when she turned All she could say was, "Samm...that is him" And I huffed up my chest Stuck up my head Dried my eyes And bit my lip I held it together for a Full five seconds After you walked out the door And I ran faster than I'd ever run before Faster than you'd ever run before Even with football before your shoulder And bashed a dent in that concrete wall You tried to contact me January of this year We talked for a bit because I'm stupid When it comes to the past But then I called you a ******* And you left I didn't talk to you until May afterward Before Cole broke my heart But B, ******* Please stop haunting me Please leave me alone
There are two morals here: 1.) Don't go back to something that keeps hurting you no matter how great they've made you feel 2.) Don't fall without guarding