Old Ways

One two, one two,
look at me looking at you.
Wishing to bridge the divide,
instead you would rather run and hide.

What is it they say?
You have to hit rock bottom to be okay.
I thought I chased you away,
but you really never planned to stay.

Back to your old ways, I'll go back to mine,
I wish you well, I hope your life declines.
I can move on, I'll be just fine,
this is nothing, not even my first time.