I took a bath earlier
I didn't think about you
I read for a while
I laughed
I hit my head on a space heater
And I didn't think about you
But now I am
And I'm sick with you
It took me ten days
To figure it out
That I can't wait
To forget about you
This isn't even a poem. Anyways, I'm still not leaving her behind. I'll support her to the end. I just want her to be able to stand on her own two feet again and move on.