I’m sorry darling, but it doesn’t work that way,
You don’t get to say you miss me,
You don’t get to remember those good times,
After all, it was you who walked away.

I’m sorry darling, but it doesn’t work that way,
You don’t get to text me that you need me,
That you love me,
When you gave me your back in a moment where I needed you,
When you ignored my affection, the fact that I cared for you,
When you ignored the days I would carry your emotions upon my shoulder,
Just to make you smile, make everything better.

I’m sorry darling, but it doesn’t work that way,
You don’t get to come looking for me, not today,
Not the day that your bed is cold again,
Not the day that other embracing arms leave,
Not the night that the solitude settles in again under your sheets,
Not the night that you realize how you closed your eyes to our dreams.

You don’t get to miss me,
Not tonight,
Because,
I’m sorry darling, but it doesn’t work that way.