Housekeeping

Wake up in bed and found something new

something new and introduced to you

Was only one toothbrush on the counter

Next to the toothpaste with the cap on. 

And the floor with no clothes on it

Because you spend your newfound free time

Cleaning up your place

But you all found was all this new space

Where she used to lie with you in bed

And you would lie with your chin to the top of her head.

Til she decided you weren’t right

For the life she wanted, you asked what type.

So she went and carved you out with a knife-

Like precision, and made that decision all on her own, inconsiderate of the thought that it affects two and leaves a mark on your heart like a tattoo.

It’ll take years to fade and some will ask about it, where did you get it, and did it hurt.

You’ll act tough, and with an etch-a-sketch smirk gently flirt back, 

But in the back of your mind,

You know you’ll still find

A picture of her smile and grace,

And her reaction when you surprised her on her birthday, that face. 

Never able to truly hate her,

You’ll never emotionally stop dating her.

She belongs from March last year to this year’s November.

Well. 

At least your apartment is clean.