i was done when you stopped caring whether  i texted you when i was home "safe" or not

i was finished when your glossed over lazy ******* eyes stopped focusing on my thighs and lingered on hers
(but there were so many)
i was done when you stopped hearing the catches in my voice and the the dead air on the phone
really i was finished that day you got angry at me when i forgot my keys, and we had to walk back a block.
as if i were wasting your precious  time
i was done that time the guy on your football team let it slip that you were sleeping in a strange bed, oh but it wasn't strange to you was it?
really i should have been finished before it started but i didn't count on falling ever so deeply in love with you.
and loving you blindly.
kindly.
until the day i die
-ly.