Remind Me

Remind me;

sometimes it escapes me
that I never loved you,
only obsessed about you.
Sometimes I can’t remember
the asshole you were,
and the pathetic,
spineless
thing
you made me.

Remind me;

open your mouth.
Say something,
anything —
I never want to forget again,
lest I find myself at your doorstep,
at your feet
on my knees.

Remind me,

remind me,

just how terrible you were —
if you do that for me,
I’ll show you
just how good
I’ve got it now —
it’s only fair.

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2 Responses to Remind Me

Go ahead -- say something. Anything.