Weekday phone call to weekend split up

At dinner you sat With phone in hand Leaving no room for me in your attention span I got up And came back In active conversation you sat With your friend on her phone And a call on top of that He came in a flash Greeting you both When he sat down for a peer to peer talk I talked it up with him, he was one of the guys Someone I knew for telling boyfriends lies We left and we hugged He took you both home Leaving me standing as if I had just gotten stoned We talked only twice more Once the next day The second was was a whole other foyer Two weeks later You called seeking attention An attempt that I gave zero exemption For this was cyclical in nature Where you’d mess up Say something And I’d make it better But here I was done I put my foot down Breaking the cycle Shooting you down I wanted to wait till after Christmas But you gave me no choice And i’m sure you think me senseless But still it does stand I was too understanding I gave you everything And you gave me nothing And in the end Tried as you might To paint me the bad guy So I allotted you that right I meant every word that I said From down in my heart Because I was over tip toeing I gave you words that were tart From the bottom of my phone I’ll read it aloud Where I said: “... Good bye, for good this time” You said “... Good bye and don’t even answer”