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As I sit wondering, attempting to make sense of a voicemail
Heart broken, bleeding through my eyes, from tears cried along the trial
Who knew minutes were precious as seconds, with no second chance
Trust was earned now questioned, why her love was not paid as advance
Calling, hoping, and praying that no one picks up or maybe just press ignore
After listening to my heart, just maybe, we can be as we were before
Explanations are all that are left, what can I do to make things right
Faced the fact, that if my wrongs were wrong they will come to light
Take a moment to reflect on what was and what could have been
To explain my state of mind, think of it as remission of a friend
My life was path least walked yet she has chosen to run through
There are no more tests for my love, know that it is tried and true
Time has passed by, my heart has healed, but my mind is still perplexed
Why did she leave a voicemail, when she could have just texted?
