Your kindness seems to fade everyday
Was it all just an act to make me stay
Until I bored you, now I walk by your house and think about blocking your number
Your drunk texts used to excite me
Now I’m not even worthy of your sober second thoughts
Not even worthy of a Friday night drunk text
What kind of conversations went on with your friends
That made my name twist its way into your liquor filled talks
The friends that I once met and talked with while you made eyes at me from across the room