Number 3

You make it pretty clear,

There's something that I'm saying you don't hear.

 

And when I say goodbye today

It doesn't mean I'm crawling back tomorrow.

You can pray and call and pretend that I'm staying,

But you know - that I know-

My heart was only borrowed.

It was a foolish game one child was playing.

 

You swam in the deep end

You made that choice,

And now you've gotta live with what you can't comprehend.

Author's Note

this is about my ex. fiance - if you can state him worthy of that title.

it's pretty relevant, so i won't say much else.