i stayed as long as i could.

i left the light on so you wouldn’t stumble
in the hoarded darkness.
i checked at 2:13 and your familiar warmth
was not to be found.
at 5:16 i heard noises but
it wasn’t you.
at 6:42 i looked out the window and
the ghost of your car was parked there
where it was supposed to be.
at 8:06 i realized that
you weren’t coming home.
maybe i got lazy in love
and swept some things under the rug
but i never wanted this,
and i don’t think you did either.
where do we go from here?
honey, i’ve dreamt of a thousand ways to die
but each time i was by your side…
i couldn’t imagine anything greater.
for now, though, life presides and must survive.
we’ve weathered through worse;
am i naive in thinking we can make it
through this, too?
i know i’m a fucking monster and
you’re battling your own
but together we’re better
than each of us, alone.