you sit there and wonder when it all changed,
was it something you said,
you are replaying scenario after scenario in your head just trying to piece together what happened that placed so much distance between you two,
and it aches,
you don't want to give up,
you can't.
you're begging him to stay and he's already left;
he didn't even say goodbye.
why didn't he say goodbye?
you try calling him a hundred times,
it doesn't ring anymore because he's blocked your line,
he comes around when he wants,
this wasn't his first time,
hell be back and you know it,
you say he loves you,
deep down you know that he doesn't.
you don't have to wonder where he's at when he's gone,
you know he's with her,
but you love him and when you confront him he always says, "you're just going to believe someone who isn't me?"
your brain taunts you with wondering if he's telling her all the same things,
but you held it down,
you did,
your name is on...