It bothers me that I was her understudy. It bothers me that I am a woman But to you I was just a warm body. I was never her. When I catch your scent my face scrunches tight, But I never let you see. Unrequited oh-so-absolutely not love. If you could pull me apart, Stretch me out, You would see that I am small. I feel small. I wish I was enough And yet at the same moment I want nothing of you. I don’t want you. Not you. I hereby lay us to rest, the us that we were. You cannot be my friend Because when I look at you all I see is *** and nothing. Tomorrow I will make you coffee and pretend it’s all okay. But on the inside I am shrinking Ever smaller.