I know:
a month later
it's not cute anymore,
just pathetic.
I know:
the cute waitress
at the pizza shop
deserves a second glance.
I know:
I said I wasn't waiting,
but I stay up to spend
less time in bed staving off memories
like Judas staved off his silver.
I also know:
when I'm with you
I turn off my cell phone,
because it was only on
in case you called.
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