we spoke today
on the phone
for a while
how quaint
i mean, who does that anymore?
intended
and
executed
in the flow
as above
so below
and all the truths i told you
may come back to bite me
and if they do
then i know you were the snake
or
maybe you’ll change
and take it to your grave
and we’ll never meet again
but now you know
and i’m not pretending anymore
or holding on
i had to let you go
so i could go on
