a list of songs
that I don't want to sing,
I wonder if when you smoke
I ever cross your mind.

kisses on the cheek
hang loose,
like toys do
in a tired child's hand.

and the only thing our lips
bring each other
are awkward greetings
followed by another sudden
departure.

I don't necessarily miss you
but I do miss the warmth you brought
home each night.

doodles of my tattoo
are found scattered through your notes.
you're pretending
that it's a coincidence.

Who was she
to disgust love
in your eyes.

empty hearts
being filled with the burning
of any alcoholic beverage
that we are presented with.

it's time to get up off the floor,
because you're not coming for me.