The first time he said:
He said,"It's over."

The second time he said:
He said,"I'm sorry, this just isn't working."

This night he said:
He said, "I heard you, and you know what we ARE so over!"

The first time I said:
"I don't care."

The second time I said:
"Go figure, you would do this."

This night I said:
"I uttered the words that needed to be uttered. YOU are nothing to me anymore."

Ironically all three times that he said that it was night. I am not hurt, though my heart is not singing anymore. It is simply lying there it's back towards him. I loved him, I hated him, and I'm so over him.
"When dark turns to light, it ends tonight..."

-Momo