ghetofabu
Rock n' Roll Doggie Band-aid
the fifth of July
the day after an important one
I got that call
you know the one
the hello to say goodbye
I think we all know it is coming
in later reflection we admit it to ourselves
I did
it was two am maybe three
there was small talk
then the casually dropped bomb
I was surprisingly calm
I don't know why
and to this day I still don't
I remember pieces of the conversations
does she feel the same way
yes
I've known her since I was a child
oh
you are taking this really well
it doesn't do anyone any good for me to cry
would it make you feel better if I was screaming at you
yes
I was sitting in the dark on the floor
I have no memory of the end of the conversation
I remember hanging up the phone
I remember breaking down and crying in the dark
in years past and to this day
I don't think I have ever felt as alone or as sad as I did
lying on the floor of that room
crying and screaming
years have past and the pain has dulled
he married her and she is expecting
I suppose that should be some consolation that she was the one
it is not
a part of me died that night
crying and screaming on that floor in the dark
a part of me that I will have to live without
for the rest of my life
the day after an important one
I got that call
you know the one
the hello to say goodbye
I think we all know it is coming
in later reflection we admit it to ourselves
I did
it was two am maybe three
there was small talk
then the casually dropped bomb
I was surprisingly calm
I don't know why
and to this day I still don't
I remember pieces of the conversations
does she feel the same way
yes
I've known her since I was a child
oh
you are taking this really well
it doesn't do anyone any good for me to cry
would it make you feel better if I was screaming at you
yes
I was sitting in the dark on the floor
I have no memory of the end of the conversation
I remember hanging up the phone
I remember breaking down and crying in the dark
in years past and to this day
I don't think I have ever felt as alone or as sad as I did
lying on the floor of that room
crying and screaming
years have past and the pain has dulled
he married her and she is expecting
I suppose that should be some consolation that she was the one
it is not
a part of me died that night
crying and screaming on that floor in the dark
a part of me that I will have to live without
for the rest of my life