Falling out of love
was the best for me,
and one day you will know,
I am not like them.
I am not soft,
and I will not be swayed,
my love is for real,
it’s just not meant for you.
We’re too different-
you bury your feelings in bodies,
I bury mine in secrets
that cut me all night long.
I can see the shadow of myself within
the pictures you take
of your new love,
cut, copy, and paste-
You know
no different angles.
I wonder what you think of,
when the same lighting
hits her face.














