i went to the mall and
i walked past the men's department.
i saw ties and
button down shirts and
nice dress pants;
they reminded me of you.
i shed a tear as i
grabbed the one that looked
exactly like the one i
bought you for
Christmas.
dark blue and
a nice pattern.
i saw the tag and
laughed as i realized i bought it
thirty dollars cheaper.
nice deal.

as i sit here
on my bed
crying over you like some
lunatic
i ask myself:
will things ever get
better?