Its Over

Sadness and depression has lately been,
The topic of my choice,
I could write for days on end,
About waiting to hear your voice.

I finally got your call tonight,
As usual it was cut short,
So I called back in an hour,
And you were all out of sorts.

Apparently your ex had called,
Your voice told me you were crying,
I wish you could only see,
On the other end of the phone, I'm dying.

You talked about her trying to change you,
You said on some things you would've,
If you could have only cared,
And had the feelings you should've.

So tonight when I called you back,
On the phone you sat,
Yet again promising me,
That you would call me back.

Don't bother please, is all I can say,
Your point is already made,
At least my questions are answered now,
And I have nothing more to say.

Wait a minute, I guess I do,
One last statement and I'll go,
Next time you toy with someones feelings,
Its easier to just let them know.

I have learned all over again,
The hurt, loss, and pain,
And I am praying and hoping He will answer,
That I never fall in love again.