Don’t You Dare Ask Me To Come Back If You’re Not Ready For Me

Don’t ask me to come back now.

As if silence didn’t consume us.

As if I wasn’t torn apart from the inside-out.

As if you didn’t set me on fire; slowly burning me to the ground.

As if you never even left.

As if we’re still those people who weren’t destroyed through the destruction of all this madness.

Please don’t come crawling in return to me now.

Because, maybe, just maybe, I might consider taking you back.