after all the calls stopped
and after the visits ended,
after i threw you out,
what was left of our love?
what was left of our past?

and now in 2016.76 ways
i’ll interpret that you said
“i forgive you:”
for being a bastard;
for being ingrateful;
for being an ingrateful bastard.

and if i could forgive you too
i would,
but i don’t even have one way
to reach to where you are,
if i only knew where you are.