Better Off

how dare you think that my veins don't throb for you, even months after I left

how dare you think that my love for you wasn't tripping over itself and drip dropping over its toiling rim

how dare you think that we wasted our time

because you were gorgeous laying in a night shirt, legs bare and folded over each other and dotted in pink mosquito bites

you were gorgeous tangled up in bleached sheets of our creaking Toronto guest house, breathing deeply through chapped lips

but you were beautiful when you sat cross-legged in your bed next to me, nodding silently behind your hair as I said to you:

"I think we'd be better off apart."

Reviews

[Planet x]

Sometimes its better off ,
You described the breaking up moment in such tender way , with respect to your ex which you might still loved.