IV • XXX • MMXVIII

 

You’re not sorry.

So don’t go texting me those 4 lettered words,

Claiming that you miss me.

 

Sorry,

Because you’d do it again

Not even thinking it twice.

 

You’re not sorry,

Those words were easy to type.

So prove it and let me hear you say it.

 

“Sorry”

You don’t even look me in the eye,

You wouldn’t even try.

After all, I, a fool,

Went looking for you.

 

So don’t even tell me sorry,

Because you don’t even worry.

You’re just easy,

So enjoy your pie.

Bye.

 

 

 

2:34a.m. ,

– Chelsea Sik