I remember

I remember how I wanted you to feel about my hips

I remember looking in the mirror at my body, naked

burning to give it to you

I remember thinking you were the best thing I’d ever seen

The best I’d ever felt

You gracefully picked the padlock at my gate,

and then the deadbolt at my front door

You slid your credit card along the jamb and sprung me open

And my house was your house

We were high on love

But in the morning you’d wake

and look at me sleeping

and think I deserved better than you

You’d turn to your side

and pretend to be sleeping when I reached out

So I never knew

And I lived alone in that house with you

(you were alone too)

And I remember a time when we were on fire

but you made me miss you for too long

and I ran out of fuel

and the fire burned itself out

#poem #poetry