The longest drive of my life
was only four and a half dragging minutes
around two street corners
Followed by the loudest sound of an unlocking door
my oozing ears have ever witnessed
And the guiltiest hug my arms will ever bear.
His scent still lingering on my clothes
and face
and those same arms,
I proceed to tell you my secrets
(not the fun kind you whisper to your friends)
the ones I could only stand to hide under my tongue
for one whole day,
and purely for the sake of your innocence.
I reach into your chest and rip out what's rightfully mine
and I can't apologize enough
as I ring out every good memory I have ever given you
and replace it with a night I can't even fully remember.
Naturally, you curse
and leave me alone in your room as if
I've kicked you out of your own home, as if
you never want to see my face again
unless it is twisted and bruised, as if
the only thing I have ever given you
was a chip in your paper-thin skull.
After draining my lips of "I'm sorry"s and "I love you"s
you find the decency in your heart to take hold of my hand,
walk me silently to the bathroom,
and politely ask me to join you
for a bubble bath.