Instructions for After.

Pull down my hood to let my hair out,
allow him to see it, feel envious,
he wants stroke the soft black strands.

Wear tight jeans, make a point
to stand in front of him
so he can watch my a*s while I walk away.

Apply red lipstick in front of him,
let him miss the mouth he kissed
newly varnished in unwelcoming war paint.

Boot clad feet, heels clicking,
the very same that he warmed at night
when we lay satisfied in his bed.

Don't look, don't touch, don't speak,
orbit.
Let him feel my gravity and my pull
but do not let him land.

Reviews

[Gathering_Stars]

Oh isn't it true? We feel like we have to make them miss what they will no longer have, kind of as a game.

[Carron]

wow.. if ever i need breakup adive i'll be sure to read this again... great choice of ending words