How rude of you to blame me
For keeping a lock on my heart.
You should know better, of all people-
Unfastened it’d fall apart.

Your obsession with finding my flaws,
Makes me think- you may still care.
I should know better, of all people.
True strangers are not aware.

Broken hearts need lengthy whiles-
More than this, for mending.
You should know better, of all people.
I refuse to go on pretending.

You tell me I should just forget;
How you left it all behind.
You should know better, of all people.
Tell me truth, I’m not blind!

I never asked, “Why were you so cold?”
You likely could not say.
I should know better, of all people.
You’ll apologize some way…

I made a key for my shackle,
But I’ve kept it in my pocket.
You should know better, of all people-
Why I’m wary to let you unlock it.

I hope for you: please comeback,
But wishes may not come true.
You should know better, of all people-
Even so, I’d still love you.