If You Are Reading This

If you are reading this,

This is because I'm tired of waiting

Waiting for the right moment to say this to you

But instead I am kept

Teetering on the precipice of expectation

See sawing between the heights of exhilaration and the abyss of disappointment

See your occasional text, call or voicemail was the ointment

That soothed my irritated nerves

But like a steroid taken too long

I have rebound pain

I refuse to let you fill my empty spaces with longing

I reject the idea of the idea of you shattering the quiet peace that was my solace

So I ask you

What is it?

What is it that cancels out your amorous feelings for me?

What is it that demands your silence since your physical distance is normal?

What it is though?

Because what this is is unacceptable

Non sustainable

I'm tired of the same shit every day

So I'm off the toilet and out the bathroom

Let the waste water department deal with this

Because love does not cover

Repeated negligence.