I scream and shake with envy
the nerves inspire jealousy
of all the girls taking up
not as much space as me
can’t believe you had
the nerve to call me
made things worse
but you plead “I’m sorry”
so many questions to ask
but the time’s not right
will it ever be?
I’m finally seeing you in a new light
no more tears to shed
I’m all dried up
I don’t write for you anymore
ignoring your cries that flood my desert
