Lately

She probably doesn’t know
That in between texts I often stare at my phone
Just waiting for her to drop me some line

It’s usually not anything profound
Small talk, answering a question, an emoji
But it keeps me warm as I fall asleep alone

I try not to imagine her
As she sleeps next to other people
Swears they don’t fuck, I try to believe her

I fall in love too easily
Become obsessive and codependent
I’m clingy and insecure

I started writing this
Thinking I’d send it to her
Impressing her, making her want me

Today is her birthday
She turned 25
And she’s fine without me

We fuck like rabbits
Every chance we get
And now I’m addicted