Poetry

last night

last night, 

last night you said you loved her.

not directly, though clear enough,

you called her the universe, called her a star,

and it's not like i can blame you, she's a lovely girl,

but by god so are you, you're a lot to lose,

so i'm hurt, but i don't blame you.

i should've been smarter and not fell head in,

i should've known from last time that i can't fucking win,

and i truthfully don't believe that i'm all in

not yet, but i'm still hurt

because like i said, you're a lot to lose.

last night,

you said you loved her, and i found out that i can't win

last night i realized that i'm going to be hurt again,

and last night i remembered that emotions are as hopeless as a leaf in the wind.

last night i realized that i can't win.