don't waste your time trying to fix what I want to erase

I watch my tea get colder degree by degree in this chilly fall air. I vaguely gaze across my deck at the chair that was once where you sat. I can see so much more without you blocking my peripheral vision and I realized i don't need to hear your voice. So stop calling me. I could answer if I felt the need but what's an empty hello going to do? I don't want your plastic flowers filled with notes of apologies. I don't want you pleading for forgiveness that I couldn't give you if I wanted to. Some mistakes are to big to erase, so put away all your excuses, and walk away.