TOO LITTLE, TOO LATE

now
after everything is over
you want to talk about
us
but I ask you ... what us?
I left and I am staying gone
so there is no WE or US
to discuss

I don't want to hear you tell me
that you'll change
that you'll do better
that you'll be faithful
that you'll be honest
that you really do love me
it all sounds repetitive coming from you

not like they are new words I'm hearing
but the same old shit
on a whole new day

the crying and whining
the begging and trying
it's all useless
your pleas fall on deaf ears
your words are reiterated to my friends
so they can laugh as hard as I do
when I hear that bullshit
ONE ... MORE ... TIME
even you can't still believe you mean it
and if you do ... so sad for you

all of your offerings and declarations
are much too damn little
and far too damn late
so pick yourself up ... dust yourself off
and find someone else to be a better person for
you showed me enough of the other you
that the better person couldn't begin to undo
the damage you've done

so babe ... this is me wishing you well
and hoping life is good to you
even as I change ALL of my numbers
and return your letters unopened
emails deleted
messages from friends ignored
and if I run into you on the street
pretend you don't know me
because as far as I am concerned
you no longer exist

Fire
07.19.06