I wore the shirt you liked,
Shoes you've complimented,
And glasses you believed made me who I am...

I sat drinking a pint of shock top,
With my legs crossed,
Loose woman opened,
Reading a poem that reminds me of you,
Us,
You bring out the colonizer in me,
The holocaust of desire in me...

You can't call me,
I'm trying to get over you,
Don't yell at me,
I'm trying to forget the sound of your words,
Don't write to me,
I'm trying to forget how to read you,
Leave me alone,
I'm trying to believe you don't think of me anymore...

In silence we departed,
Knowing it wouldn't be the last time we'd speak without saying a word.