hello again.
how are you?
i guess im alright.
im "happy" im healthy, he's great
how's your life?
your life without me
your life with her
because sometimes it seems like you don't want her
but i guess it's not my problem, but your own
because one day i will not be there to answer your call
and speaking of that
when you come around
you pull on the strings that i thought i cut
and buried deep in the ground
but i'll always say hello,
go through the motions,
and pretend that we never existed
but we never say goodbye
only once have we
so how many more times will you come around
and when will we finally say
goodbye.