I hear you knocking at her door

for the girl you knew…

you knew before…

but I don’t think she lives there

anymore.

She’s glad to hear you’re doing well

it helps to hear you’re sorry now

for 

what had happened …

years before 

for keys you threw

and slamming doors

but I don’t think she lives there

anymore.

Yes,

she remembers

other times

she tried to stop 

your careless lies 

thought she could fix 

your cruelest tics

but I don’t think

she lives there

anymore.

She hopes you’ll take 

good care of you…

cuz she’s not surprised

the love you grew

and buried in another’s hips

has not grown 

what 

you hoped it would 

while she forgives 

your misled lips,

I still don’t think 

she lives there

anymore

and though it hurts

the truth is this

those years you lost

and left amiss

she doesn’t want to 

revisit 

Sincerely,

from

the girl

who doesn’t live there

anymore