Here We Go Again (For the Last Time)

           And so it begins again. Another sleepless night because of you. I would just ignore your insistent calling, but you won’t stop until I answer. So I look at the clock. 4:30. Damn. I’ve got class in the morning. Maybe I can end this quickly. I answer my phone and see your all too familiar picture and hear the ringtone that I swore was exactly what I felt for you, but now I’m not so sure. To be perfectly honest, I don’t think that the idea of us was ever a good one. But still, I’m answering your call.

           You tell me the same bullshit story that you’ve always told. You miss me, you should have never left me, and you love me. If any of it was true, we wouldn’t be in this situation again. But there’s more to your story this time. You want to get married? I don’t think so. I’m not falling into this hole. It would just end the same way it always has, with you suddenly deciding that you don’t really love me and then you leave and go back to him.

           Truth be told, I don’t love you anymore, and I really don’t think that I ever did. We just thought we were in love because we were young and foolish. You are still young and foolish and all of this madness and confusion is starting to piss me off. I’m done with this shit!

           I won’t be the person you fall back to when your other relationships go sour. I won’t be the person you build up and tear back down. I won’t change who I am just to make you happy because I don’t care what you think about me anymore. So this is goodbye. And dry your tears because they won’t work this time.