every night she
sits on her bed
with a cup of
coffee in hand
and a million
questions in
her head.
she questions why
she questions how
why did he lie?
of how she's lonely now.
like a movie, playing
in her head
a nightmare
turned reality
with him
on the bed
with another girl instead
one forty-five a.m.
the caffeine kicks in
heart beat fast
mind drowning
of him
of her
thinking of the past.