February 6, 2018
9.30 p.m.
It’s not about me
And it’s not about you
It’s not even about the things you said
Or about the things I did
It just wasn’t about those things
That we consider as the justification for what happened between us
It was simply that fly on the wall, which we considered harmless
And refused to kill while we had the chance to
Now, it is here feeding fat
On the carcass of what once was our beautiful story of love.
Merci.
10.35 p.m.
