I don’t need a phone in hand or person in mind. I’ve got me, myself, and I.

I'm getting tired

Of

Late

Night

Phone Calls.

I can't hear the ring

of your ringtone

anymore,

I'm sorry

but

I put you on vibrate

And

it doesn't shake me

to my core.

I am not obligated

To pick my phone up

Every time

it's convenient for you.

&

Your blatant disregard

For my personal life

sickens me.

Why are you so mad?

Is it because

my life

doesn't revolve around you?

Or it is because

your life revolves around me

And the magic seal of approval

Society is supposed to give you?

I like you,

but I don't need you.

And I don't need someone

who needs

to be in contact 24/7.

My voicemail

Is unchecked

And it will stay that way.

I'm clicking decline

and ignore on you.