It’s been two years since we’ve last spoken,and with all that lost time, I wonderif you...

It’s been two years
since we’ve last spoken,
and with all that lost time, I wonder
if you have ever thought of me.
And I know that I don’t have to
ask you to find out the answer,
and I know that I don’t have to
send you 2 a.m. drunk text messages
to realize that you are better off
without me being near you.
But I do it anyway, because
for some strange reason
there are parts of me
that feel as if there may still be
hope within the bitterness
of your expired feelings.