its been
moments since I thought about you
in any capacity
minutes since
I remembered some portion of our story
hours since I felt anger
days since I tried to pick up my phone
weeks since I last contacted you
months since we last touched.

its been

months since you crushed me
weeks since I put on the brave face
days since I longed for you
hours since I spoke of you
minutes of starring into a blank screen
silently pleading
moments before all this is behind me again.

It’ll be

Moments of weakness
when I think about “us”
Minutes of silent cursing
while you run through my mind
Hours of rationalizing
before I let it go
Days of depression

I know

Weeks of emotions crammed into a few minutes
Months of self doubt and insanity

Soon it’ll be

years

But I’ll always have


the



tears.

"why don't we laugh anymore?"
she asked him that night
when he was feeling like the living dead
it got him thinking
why dont we laugh anymore..

Maybe it started
when she would  sneak off to clubs
in the dead of night
when he was once sleeping right

Maybe it started
when she danced her *** off
kissing men that spun her right
or when they simply had that dangerous glint in their eye

Why don't we laugh anymore?
Did we ever really laugh?
honestly?

So, answer me this:
Are we really in love at all?