by Cassandra Leigh
i unconditionally hate everyone else who has ever touched you
in a much more enduring way than i hate you for letting them.
being near you now is like sunlight filtering through water,
confusing my eyes and reminding me
just how far away you've drifted.
you do these fucked things that make me gasp as if i'm
drowning in air
and it's like my friend Mary said:
"every man is equipped with a switch in his brain that
allows him to forget how much he cares about you
in order to act like a son of a bitch."
you were my best friend, my bed warmer, my two-year catharsis, and yet
i told you yesterday that i wanted you out of my life forever
because i can't stand watching you be
less perfect than i always knew you were.
Posted on 01/30/2012
Copyright © 2021 Cassandra Leigh
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Mo Couts on 01/30/12 at 07:54 PM|
Wow. This is full of upset and bitterness, yet I could feel every word, right on cue, b/c I've been there, in that place. This is a great rendition of conveying those feelings.
|Posted by George Hoerner on 07/20/12 at 11:08 AM|
None of us are as perfect as someone else thinks we are, will be, or have been. Your psyche is yours not the other persons and must let them be who they are or the relationship is doomed to fail from the start no matter how much you like it. I like the write though.
|Posted by Rob Littler on 07/08/18 at 11:55 PM|
makes me remember just how integrity felt, that first time