I thought it had been going pretty well.
I thought this was easy,
I have not given you a single thought,
I have not cried a single tear.

but now it's 12:21,
on a Friday night,
usually on this time,
we would have talked,
but it's quiet.

I was stupid,
and turned on your favorite song.
tears were coming.
not just a single one,
but a whole flood.

why am I putting myself through this,
when we haven't even met?
when I know,
that you haven't given me a single thought,
or cried a single tear?

(e.k.j.)