"stop calling me,"
you state as you pick up the phone.
"i want my things."
"you didn't leave anything here."
"i want back every day of my life i spent with
you. i want back all those i love you's i gave
you. i want back all those salty tears you
caused."
"some things in life we-"
"just cant have," i finish for you.
the line was silent.
"but there are things people deserve. and
to be broken is not one."
