just once I wish

I could turn these tables

and throw your words

back into your face

don’t you know you can

never come up with something

original? I don’t know how

many times I’ve heard you

say “i’m straight, but i

’m so confused—” aren’t

we all—“but let’s go back

to friends like we were

before.” darling, even I

know we were never

just friends

and we never can be

it’s just a damn shame

that I wasted so much

energy on this thing

you call ‘the problem’

and I never got a

single

damn

kiss.