I suppose I had hoped for a bit more closure,

an in person good bye

Instead I got the same end of the same sort of college boy sly

I guess it’s over, I have to give it a rest

After three and half years,

I had hope for more than an “I’m not good enough” text

I am betting I’ll never quite heal that part,

the ripping away

I thought maybe you’d try to ask me to stay

I should have known that you’d be a ghost

Not trying to save us, that hurts the most

Perhaps I should stop thinking,

drop it for real

I realize now like then,

you truly don’t care how I feel

I can literally feel my heart breaking,

cracking more with each day

Screaming loudly inside for peace,

I pray.