Your ignorance

Nearly three months.
Nearly three months since I've text you
Nearly three months since I've seen your face
Roll your eyes at me,
Smirk at me,
Sigh at one of my tales of exploits.

Three months since I've had to put up
With your other half's insecurities.
Since I got a barrage of abuse,
Since I was told
'I'm done with you,
You rancid, manipulative...'

Your ignorance astounds me.
I remember when you would call me worried,
If I seemed distant
I remember when you would drag me aside
If I wasn't happy and smiley,
Cuddle me
Until I broke down in tears on your shoulder,
Or kill you laughing with some wise ass line.

And now?
Nothing. No text, no call,
No email, no message,
No 'spontaneous' bumping into me.

If you had bothered to check in,
I would have told you,
No, I'm not ok,
No, things aren't alright,
I could really use a friend like you right now,
But you never called,
You never text,
You never checked up on me;

So in advance, of when you next decide not to call;
I have nothing to say to you.
So don't try calling me.