c'est la vie

apparently i lied

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