in another world, our roles were reversed and I had the guts to say the words that would hurt but I guess you beat me to it. I always knew it would take us bending ‘til one of us would break. and you did. then I did. oh, we did. I got angry. I cried. I told myself it must’ve been a lie. I let me father hold me. “he’s just a stupid boy,” he told me. I picked up all my pieces and I buried all my regrets and I filled all that was empty with something better, something Holy. don’t you know, it’s been six months? all we built has settled to dust. golden love turned to rust. don’t you know, it’s been six months? I forgave or at least I tried. I think that I finally see the light. and I don’t hate being lonely. I found myself right where you lost me. how ya doing? how’s it hanging? i’m not affected by the words you’re saying. if I had a ten every time you checked in on me, man, i’d beat your * in monopoly. what does love mean? was it dancing on the kitchen floor? did it mean nothing with my feet on top of yours? what does love mean? gave it everything we had and more. did it mean nothing? nothing worth fighting for. you should know you can’t come back and say you’re sorry. it doesn’t work like that. you can’t undo the words you said or hope to God that I forget.