Now I understand

how petty and how small

Line up to take your shots

You’ve already done your worst

There’s nothing left to say

that could hurt me more

than the timing of you walking away

Hell, you can’t even match

the voice of the depression

taunting me in my own head

So thinly veiled cheap shots

are grazing blows at best

Kinda funny, actually

I thought I was the only one

still thinking about it all

Forgot who I was dealing with

the only one I know

who outdid me with overthinking

Well you overthought this one too much

as we both have every time

You’re a bit too late

foe it to land the way you meant

so maybe you should do

what you actually tried to

and just walk away for good

and don’t look back this time

because of course I’ll see it coming

I’m still watching you walk away