a collection of afterthoughts.
I never liked the way
you looked at me.
Like I was a sight to behold,
someone to be told,
“you’re beautiful
the way you are:
underneath me.”
I never liked being
at your every beck and call,
but whenever I needed you,
you were nowhere to be found.
nowhere at all.
I never liked being
the only one you’d call
in the middle of night,
just so you could talk
about someone else.
the very one I warned you about.
I never liked how
I could open my mouth
and let words flow out,
but you wouldn’t hear
a single word or sound.
not a single one of my many I love you’s.
I never liked how
you seemed happier
without me in your life.
I grew accustomed
to life without you,
but it took time
and years off my life.
whereas it only took you a single night.
I never liked not knowing
if you ever miss me.
if you ever wake up
in the middle of the night
and reach for your phone
to call me, while she
is sound asleep
beside you.
I’d like that.
to wake up at three a.m.
to your name on my caller ID.
for my lover to wake up beside me
and ask,
“who is that?”
to roll my eyes,
send you to voicemail,
kiss him goodnight,
and say,
nobody.
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