I forgot your name and the memories that came with it.

I melted the plate that I etched your name in.

I buried my shell and I locked the coffin.

Replaced the pain with acceptance.

And I wasn’t in need of repentance.

Not then,

Not ever.

 

You only fucked me over cause I let you.

Sometimes cold is the only way to burn through.

I did things for you that no one will ever do.

Not then,

Not ever.

 

Truth be told,

It was always me.

To you I was just an accessory.

Hoisted me up like a sight to see.

Pretty soon I was just a vague memory.

Not then,

Not now.

 

It’s time for rebirth,

But the question is “how?”

3 words that sleep in the back of your mouth.

They’re tart then they’re sweet,

But you must spit them out:

“I’m over it.”

The past is behind our advances,

I’ll say it for closure,

No second chances.