anger

it's because i'm a dirty fucking liar
of course i wanted your issues
i let you imprint yourself on me
and now i'm dealing with your relief

and you crossed an unspoken line
with your unprecedented attentions
and snarky accusations
and what do i do now?

i can't trust myself to not want the things i wanted
to not do the things i did
i'm horrified at my lack of resolve
annoyed at your presence in my dreams

for six weeks,
you sure became significant.
and you've already moved on
out of sight, out of mind;

i think you're just like that.