These are the things I can't say when we're alone.

Seven hundred miles
away, and I still felt like
I was being choked.

I wonder if there
was a time he looked at his
wife the same way.

One day, his words were
just a hangover I was
left hanging over.

It took years to pick
up the pieces. Some days they
still don’t seem to fit.

Despite everything
I still hoped he would circle  
back to me one day.

If I could go back
and erase just one mistake,
I’d turn him to dust.

I know he would have
given me the moon had I
given him the chance.

‘I want to see you’
meant only with the lights turned
off and the door closed.

I am torn between
feeling sorry and afraid.
He still knows so much.

I don’t miss him. I
miss how I never had to
doubt what he promised.