i'll never forget
ensued by an alltoofamiliar
but you picked up
(i guess you'd already erased
everything. that. had. to. do. with. me)
a gentle hello
questioning who was on the other end
… if only you'd have known it was me… you'd have let it go to voicemail
my responsive hello?
still gave no clue…
(it is me and i just want to say
i'm sorry… i'm sorry… i'm sorry)
"Who is this."
The last words you said to me without the rehearsed hatred
and rightful pang of pain
"it's me… -"
and then the world flipped upside down…
the bitch who fucked your friend
I am she
and always will be
in your mind
(was the price… worth the knowledge…
how can I look you in the eye and tell you it was worth it… to… figure out me…)
either way i. paid. the. price.
and i'll never forget
i'm sorry… so sorry
that the ringtone was ensued by a simple, unheartbroken