It’s really lonely in this bed
Cuddled up with your

Green Collared Shirt

That still lingers with

The smell of your Skin.

The deeper I dig my nose into it

The louder I can hear your Laughter.

"She should have known better."
"She had it coming for her."
"It's just a joke."
"And you're just sensitive."

You're ignorance glazes over your words
Like paint.
Thick, glossy, and shiny
Words covered with a gentle haze
Of misunderstanding.

Hearing those words
Of un-acknowledged shaming
And saddening victim blaming
Stabs straight through my numbed Soul.

But you know what?
I'm glad you are blinded by your
Ignorance ever so blissful.
I am glad you cannot see
How misguided your word can be.
Because that means
That you have not experienced
The Horror
Of being sexually harassed.

Because if you had the opportunity
To feel that kind of
Helplessness.
Terror.
Agony.
Violation.
Degration.

Then you would have never said
She could have prevented it.

And I thank God up in Heaven
That you have never experienced
That kind of pain.

Hello 4 a.m.
Long lost old acquaintance
I'll have you know,
That I am a ****** acquaintance.
So I hope this is the official goodbye
Because you're no good for me
Nor my dwindling sanity

Sometimes it is difficult to believe
That you are more than simply a dream
You breath
You laugh.
You kiss
You cry.
All in the midst of my lifetime.
How did I get this lucky?
This blessed?
This honored?
To be your Love
Your one true desire
How is it
That You see Me
As Your world?
I didn't do anything special
I didn't pay any financial cost

But I did give you my heart
And I gave Her to You full-heartedly
And I guess that's what has made
All of the difference.

Sometimes I wish I could just tear out of my skin
Just to prove that I'm really trying to let you in.