she told me we went to fast. your mother. that i let you in too quickly. and that she didn’t mean to hurt me by saying it
but it hurt anyway
it always hurts at the end
she told me i told you so. my mother. that if you let a man back in after he messed up he’ll think you’re weak and walk all over you.
and i knew she knew
because she had.
and i didn’t listen the first time she told me.
you told me i would never change. and i found it ironic. that i was being reprimanded after everything went wrong.
that i hadn’t learned my lesson
but you had
and you wished we could still be friends
and i guess i was right. all along.
that you wanted your last chance
to get even
with how i hurt you before
when i left
to protect myself
obviously i don’t listen very well
not even to myself.