Your Voice Brings Memories

I hear your voice on the answering machine
And my heart races
My hands start shaking.
I can't calm down for at least 15 minutes
We need to talk.
But I'm busy.
And will be for the next few days.
I wish I could talk to you,
Let you know exactly how I feel
But I highly doubt you will understand...
Considering that you were all over her when I was right there.
It hurt to watch...
Neither one of you seemed to care
I walk away so I don't have to see it,
And no one notices...
Or sees the pain that the mask can't hide.
Yet I know you can see through the mask.
I leave early,
Hoping to sleep it off.
When she shows me the marks the next day,
I'm forced to smile and laugh
And "jokingly" call her a skank.
But when I try to talk to you about it,
She's there,
Being an attention whore
And not leaving any time or room
For you to notice anyone else.
Then I can't sleep,
Since I'm crying from the hurt.
All I ask is for 10 minutes
To pour my heart out for you...