i had to ask for it
i had to spell it out to you
because you’d forgotten, like you do
all the hell you put me through
i had to spell it out
this is what you did to me
and was i supposed to accept that gratefully?
and let you off, so deservedly?
what i lost when i lost you
was so much more than just a relationship
i was a sinking battleship
already losing my grip
no, you didn’t recognise the full impact
that final straw, turned to one almighty blow
i was freefalling, but imperceptibly slow
no parachute, or safety net, into the ground below
does it really count as an apology
if i had to ask for it first?
if you were coerced?
for everything you said sounded performative and rehearsed
you say you’ve changed now
that you don’t do that anymore
don’t go back on words you swore
and isn’t she lucky, the girl you now call yours?
well, i don’t accept your apology
but i’ll pretend i do with grace
i’d rather you’d left me unanswered
but i’ll let you save your face.
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