The time is late
I'm waiting on you
You open the door after being with your friends
Of course you don't tell me
You never tell me
But I know
I jumped on the kitchen table looking at you
Looking at your movements, how your looking around looking for something
You walk towards me with a pizza in your hand
I can feel your breath in my face, stinks pepperoni
"What?" You ask me, I tell you nothing even though I know
I know what you've done
You kiss me on my forehead and says good night
You walk towards the stairs and I can hear the familiar steps disappear
You left me alone like always empty and lost
But this time I'm not lost.
YOU ARE READING
Don't tell me, I know
Short StoryWhat do you do if your lying boyfriend is cheating? He come back from "work" and acting all normal. Don't you want to slap him? Don't you want to get revenge? That's how I feel but I can't do anything.
