In my defense,
You’re a headcase.
It’s just the side effect
of you leaving, leaving me
wallowing in the pieces of us.
A street doctor prescribed me
the antidote in the church we wed,
encouraging me to forgive.
What the fuck?
Weeks after you left with a guy,
a guy you said you loved instead of me,
you come crawling back to me as if
nothing had happened as if you knew
I’d be waiting for your return.
(© 2022 AC)
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