I wish you could feel my thumping heart
every time you texted to tear me apart,
saying you couldn’t come by
after disrupting my time
I wish you would’ve seen the excitement on my face
cause I hadn’t seen you in twelve days
and it was overdue having you in my bed
feeling your embrace
I wish you knew how much it hurt
when you made me derail,
a perfectly clear path for you,
but flip me around like another page,
another prisoner in your jail
I wish you knew what monogamy meant
to some of us
and the million hints you couldn’t get
whenever I’d vent
I wish I had been strong;
I wish vulnerability hadn’t shown
at a time when all I wanted was
to escape into safer arms
And it is in this, all of my wish, that I realize…
I wish we hadn’t crossed paths
I wish I’d done the math
I wish I had dismissed your calls earlier on
I wish there was no name to be found on
my phone
I wish them media hadn’t played a part
I wish it wasn’t so persistent on
‘people I should know’ at the time
I wish I had known the difference
between a passing fancy and actual love
Because the thing is this:
I wish I never met you…at all.
