You lasted a whole month
with not a single message,
but then here you are again.
Do you just not like
that I have moved on?
I was just starting to forget you;
you must have known.
I shouldn't respond (but I do).
I shouldn't want to (but I do).
Sometimes I can't get you
out of my head.
It's like you are embedded
into my subconscious.
You are the last thing I think of
when I go to sleep every night
with my husband lying next to me.
You have an effect on me
that I can't deny.
And it's destroying me,
but you probably enjoy it.
Maybe it will ruin me and everything
I've built here one day.