I missed you for a moment.

A single, solitary, moment.

I remembered, quickly,

How it always ends.

Badly.

Her

You

Me

Out there.

On the outside.

Your choice.

“Why do you have to be so jealous?”

“That green-eyed monster….”

She has one too.

A monster.

You just don’t knock on it’s door

with her.

You don’t tell her

You asked me

to come see you

The minute she walked out the door.

All you wanted

was a blow job

anyway.

“The best you ever had.”

But she’ll never know.

Your “girlfriend.”

HA HA.

She lives in ignorant bliss.

I’m working my way back there.

Toward bliss.

Not ignorant though.