Circumstance

A letter came my way on Monday
I couldn't believe my eyes of what I read
She wanted to talk again,
Act like everything's fine
No freaking way is that happening

 I reached back out, I begged, had plead
She turned me down, pushed too far
Wounds scabbed now tore open
It's not like she had never bled
So why would she do that to me?

I tried to understand her reasons
 But she turned her back
Leaving my heart with a crack
She's just like this season
Cold and bitter

She left me angry when I wasn't
She left me hanging not understanding
Maybe she knew I'd have sympathy
Why in the hell would I?

Now I lay awake at night wondering
Wondering her real reason
Maybe it's best just left alone
Brain shutup and stop pondering
 I ain't going to be the dog returning to it's vomit
Even though with many things I am

So how is this different?
Why am I wrestling with this?
Why am I so concerned?
Why can't I just delete things easily?

There ain't an easy escape from this
A girl's memory sure does stick
Then it flows through cords and a pick

I tried to understand her reasons
But she turned her back
Leaving my heart with a crack
She's just like this season
Cold and bitter

Author's Note

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