You called me,
I answered.
You started off casually,
I matched your energy.
You switched notes.
Your words,
As your confidence rose,
So did my notes,
Climbing in pitch and tension.
Your ignorance,
Your confidence,
Crescendo rises.
I asked,
\"What about unconditional love?\"
You replied,
\"What is that?\"
How could you?
Within,
The crescendo reached its highest.
\"I don\'t need anything from you!\",
I yelled.
I left.
You called me once more,
I ignored.
As the crescendo reached decrescendo,
My words,
I do not regret.
I stand my ground,
And leave you there.