I saw what you wrote to her last night. The sentence structure and GPS never lie.
I know you so well baby, I know you better than you know yourself.
I wait for your next message, time passes much like the usual dreams. I walk in crazy ways and paint the walls with memories of people you will never know and I will never see again.
My phone buzzes and I know it is you.
You tell me you need me again.
Another favor because of your inabilities.
At least this time there was regard for my feelings.
I think about how she has kept my Stevie for this last year.
And it makes me laugh that you still need me.
I enjoy light Schadenfreude every once and in a while.
Deep in my heart I still miss you and love you. I think about the times it was better.
I don’t know what you are or how we could ever be, so I let the dazing pass.
I think about last night.
Gloved and a strangers member in my hands.
They call me freak and I recall how you always brought that out in me.
I scare most men and I know that’s what you like.
I think about your hands as I watch him cover his face.
You are always with me, in the most compromising place.