Nights like this it
occurs to me
that you
don't need me in the way
I need you
actually,
you don't need me at all
if I were to plummet off
the cement of an overpass
and fall off the edge
of the earth
you could still get along in your
every day life
whereas for me
I can barely handle it if
you don't text me back

And I lied to myself, saying that
I wouldn't write poems about
you anymore
but I never lied when I said that
you give me feelings
that inspire words

I can't say that you never lied
when you told me
you'd never leave me alone again or that you loved me
What I can say about you is that
I love you and every sweet little lie
you have ever written out or spoke

I also cannot say
I'm jealous of your new girlfriend
for if she only knew
all the things
you still want to do to my body
and
all the drunken truths about
someday putting a ring on my
delicate left hand
and how you love me

I can't say that it wasn't just
the alcohol putting words in
your mouth and your mind
but I can say that
I hope to some divine being above that you think
those same exact thoughts
when you're sober

I don't know much about
what the future holds for us
but I do know
I'll love you for forever
and I'll always hope
some part of you
loves me for forever, too