Dear Shane, Part III

Dear Shane,

How are you today?
Did you sleep last night?
I hope you did anyway,
I didn't, It wasn't right.

Each night when 6:30 rolls around.
I wait for your call.
When it doesn't come I feel as low as the ground.
No tears escape to fall.

I don't know how I'm going to tell you
That we shouldn't talk anymore.
It's hard to,
I don't feel like I did before.

It's not because you're where you are.
I have different reasons.
We are to far,
People change with the seasons.

I'm sorry if I let you down.
My brain is turning in slow motion.
I'm about to drown,
Trying to sort through the lies and the devotion.

Please don't give up on what we talked about.
But if you do,
Please don't let me find out.
It's you life, it's up to you.

I'll write again soon.
I'll be debating,
Maybe what we have won't ruin.
I'll be waiting...

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