The Last Time

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This is the last time.

So is tomorrow. And the next day. And the rest of my life.

This is the last time I am asking you to care.

I beg you to care the next day.

This is the last time I break up with you.

We hang out that afternoon.

I say I am going to call your bluff but you call mine when you don't stop me from walking away.

I blocked your number and then unblocked it in case you decided to apologize. You probably just sent it before I could get your number unblocked.

Right? That has to be right.

You've made yourself a liar. You promised you would change. You promised you wouldn't talk to me that way. The way no one else knows about.

I find myself sending you another paragraph about everything you have heard before. I break a little more every time you respond with "okay".

All I want is you to tell me you won't hurt me anymore. But even if you said it I wouldn't believe you.

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