i told you there would always
be a space for you
inside my heart
i guess i lied
there is no space here
there is no you-shaped spot
not here
there is nothing
here
not for you
you dont exist
you are nothing
if you were to reach out
i would say
im sorry, whos this?
and you would tell me
and I would say
im sorry, i know no one by that name
you must have me confused
with someone else
and you would
you would have me confused
because who i was
is not who i am
so just don't contact
this is it
this is the last you get
on metaphorical paper
savor it
or dont
i had a time
being part of your social experiment
but you can write your conclusion
::people heal
they move on
they reflect
and they hope you get
what you deserve
i suppose i lied
but actually i didnt
i told the absolute truth
i just didnt realize then
this WAS the truth
i guess i didnt lie
i only misspoke
what was I saying?
who about?
ah, such is this life
