you’ll leave
and when you do
make sure you leave the lights
turned off
and the door locked
I’d like to sip whiskey and
stare at the skyline through my window
while I sit in dark
the light outside would remind me of you
hoping you’d come back home
belligerently drunk or mind-numbingly high
we could go out for a quick midnight escape
or I could step out right now
scream your name in a whisper
you’d turn around with moonlight glimmering in your eyes
and I’d hold your hand to bring you home
but instead I let my sober eyes close
because this isn’t quite your home anymore
while your eyes shine, blood and bone lurk within your smile
so instead I’d choose to lose myself
in a pool of fictitious thoughts
as I’d try to forget the curves you adorned
but I do not want to go through this
so come to me right now
and lull me to sleep
switch off the lights
and leave.