I didn't know if I should get excited or frown in anger
I picked up still and he went
"Hi Baby, how you doing?"
We chatted for hours
Yes, of course, his guitar and himself
Never left out
We giggled, it was nice
And then he said, "You know, I still love you. I'm not over you."
I can only say, STOP leaving and then return.
It's tiring coz I don't love you and I'm SO OVER you.
"So, tell me. Did I do great here?"
