Hello?

Your voice came through the phone.

I'm sorry.

That's a lie.
I know you,
Your games.
Your tears.
They're that of a crocodile.
A few weeks ago,
I trusted you.
And you tore me to shreds.
Only days ago,
You showed up at my doorstep.

Hello?

You asked for me back.
No.
And you left me with a mark.
A bruise on my right cheek,
Where you struck me.

Hello?

You say it into the phone again.
I don't answer.
You lied.
You broke me.
Broke us.

And still, after I've hung up,
You say into your phone,

Hello?