Today he said he was going to see me,
my heart fluttered like it had before,
maybe there was still hope,
it thought.
I made sure my hair was down,
I remember how much he likes that.
I wore my best makeup,
because he thinks I'm pretty.
I wore nicer clothes than usual,
because he thinks I have a nice body.
Hours of anticipation,
& he comes,
just like he promised.
My heart skipped a beat,
just like it promised.
I try to ignore it,
but my smile spreads across my lips,
just like it promised.
A few minutes went by,
& he's at my register-
Green monster and pretzels,
some things never change.
Stumbling through awkward conversations about work and school,
& then her.
Bria.
Bria.
Two knives stab through my heart.
Bria, Bria, Bria.
He loves her now,
lives with her too.
& once he gets the place he's been looking at,
shes moving in.
Working 5 days a week-
drill on the weekends.
He's sure made a good life for himself.
As he walks out of the electric double doors,
he's walking out of my life.
Leaving me behind as part of his past,
just a memory,
just some girl.
At least now I know,
there is no hope.
I can't break it to my heart just yet though,
it's been almost a year,
but it's still all bubble gum and scotch tape,
& it still cries,
can it live without him,
again?
