I have been reaching out and you
finally gave me some fingers to cling to,
but you were the same, cold condescending ***
that you left me as.

You could have been cordial
my old friend just once more,
because I already knew what the outcome would be,
you'd go back to Her
and go back to ignoring me
because this is how it has to be.

But still you chose to be cold and devoid.

That's fine,
but this is the last time.

I hope you said everything you wanted to say.
I hope when your words thaw, your burn marks do not stay.
because the bridge is already burning,
and I've already paid the toll.

So goodbye for the last time.
Why did you have to be so cold?