Don't pick up your phone again,

Don't search for my number.

I hope your phone gets soaked in the rain,

Or that you simply won't remember.

I don't want to reject your call

And might end up accepting it.

As hard as I feel the fall,

I still can't see inside the pit.

This time around, I want to accept.

Just for once, to hear your voice.

Perhaps this is my feeble attempt,

To make you the bad person and rejoice.

Looking at that ID, reminds me of all the pain

That came when I destroyed our forever.

So please, don't pick up your phone again.

I beg of you, don't search for my number.

- Izzie