You tell me you love me
**** you, *****
You call out the window at me like Romeo
"Welcome home, beautiful."
The text messages read raw
"I'll always love you, Jamila"
But my name isn't Jamila.
I drop you off for a few days
It's your sister's birthday
A year since her death
Through angry tears you kiss me goodbye
"See you in a couple of days, after the celebration.
I'll be calling you like crazy. I'll miss you like crazy. Answer."
You don't call.
There is a new picture on our computer
She's got glasses, mousy brown hair, and is holding her cell phone
I do too.
I text you and ask you who these people are
"There's no one else, I swear. I love you. I'll marry you. Let's get married, K?"
You think I'm coming to pick you up.
I won't.
You tell me you love me.
Well, **** you, *****
Jan 11, 2012
Jan 11, 2012 at 9:51 PM UTC