It would be different this time, I thought. I said we would forget
the last time happened.
Though it was really just an excuse to see you again without having to wait
another three months.
But the truth is: it will never be different. No, when you’re done with me,
you’ll do everything you can possibly think of to get me out of your house...out of your life.
This time, you didn’t even wait for me to leave to change the sheets on your bed like you didn't want my smell near you anymore.
It’s ironic because the only compliment that came out of your mouth all night was, “You smell good.”
I left...but I know I will be back before long.