i barely remember third of december. don't take your sweater. it's cold for the weather — like you always treat me. i'm tired of this winter in your eyes & your heart. and now i'm too smart
so i walk by,
not giving a side eye.
it means fuck off & goodbye.
you almost ruined my life,
but i survived.

why have you ever kissed me?
you've told i was young & pretty.
you gave me your sweater. it's tough polyester.
were closer than ever.
( i wish we were never. )