Last night --
You were screaming my name.
And followed me to our old history class.
A strange man was trying to teach us.
But he was crying.
And last night --
I was ignoring you.
I can't even remember the **** reason.
But you kept begging for me to look at you.
And the man kept crying.
What kind of teacher taught while he cried?
Last night --
You pounded your fists on the desk and screamed.
And eventually the man was crying so hard he left.
I was trying to tell you it will be okay.
But you didn't hear me.
And last night --
You left the room after finally giving up.
And I started crying because I remembered the man.
He was trying to teach us how to be alone.
You never came back for me.