she said she wasn't happy. he said he tried. she said "it'll be fine, you'll like the new guy." he said "you're the only girl in my life."
I said "why".
he says he doesn't want to see me preform because ... "He will be there" she said he's ignorant.
I said "why".
if I could take all these "whys" and turn them into seconds it would last the same amount of time it's been since she decided she wasn't happy and when he gave up trying.
I have feelings. I have regrets.
if I told him he'd say "I already knew" but I know if I told her all she'd say is "why"
just a dumb poem I wrote thinking about dumb stuff.