My phone buzzes with a text at 2:45 a.m.
You must be drunk and thinking again.
I used to try and read between the lines
but that has proven a waste of my time.
You only want what you don’t have.
You’re only happy when you’re sad.
Once upon a time my heart was yours.
For so long it was you I adored.
But a heart can only take so many cracks
before it breaks altogether and there’s no going back.
Picking up the pieces and getting over you
was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do.
So next time you’re drunk and looking at your phone,
please text someone else and leave me alone.