Charlotte Sometimes – Toy Soldier
Take it back
All I’ve ever said
All the things I never really meant
Take me back I want my toy soldier
It’s okay if we play pretend
I promise to forget you’re plastic
And on my shelf
Let’s fake romance and I’ll be someone else
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Last night, I heard his name and the word “girlfriend” in the same sentence.
We’ve always been on again, off again, on again, off again… I guess I just figured that somewhere down the road we would be on again. Again.
He turned around and looked right at me and said nothing, not even hi. It was as if the months we had spent together, the times I spent loving him just weren’t important, as if they never happened.
I didn’t expect to see him today. I sat there on the couch as he stood in the doorway in his military uniform, just waiting. He was there to pick up his belt that he had left there the night we had both slept over. He didn’t say a word to me, but his silence spoke volumes.