Not To Hear it Back

And with wet between her legs
and an ache inside

something deeper deeper
something further in, further in.

She waited all day.
all night.
and the next day,
the next day.

Just for the sound of your voice.

Just to say that she loved you,
not to hear it back.

We replaced all that sad
with hope.

and then you walked away.

She's waiting on you.

After weeks of nightmares
after weeks with your jewels around her neck

like weights. like promises.
Like guilt she wore it,
everyday
begging sorry.

and she holds no resentment.
just a "please."

She doesn't sleep nights
for checking blue lights and dreaming hands.

She doesn't stay in bed mornings
for clicking keyboards and empty inboxes.

The distance doesn't hurt.
She doesn't hurt.

She learned from secret lovers
how to never let the dissapoint
sink.

Let's make more lists
let's make more lists.

that way,

we'll never forget.