This is what
you don't get to do. You don't get to ask
why we never talk when you ignore my messages or emails. You
don't get to tell me you'll be here to talk as soon
as I'm ready when, the moment I am, you disappear. You
don't get to make me feel guilty when time has proven
you're just as bad. You don't get to say you want to
know me, when you gave up halfway through.
This is what you don't get to do
anymore.
