seven month regrets

you’re reaching out to my people
wondering “how I am” but you really
just can’t let me go and who can blame
you; they don’t make them like me
anymore (not like they ever did).

i’m everything you’ll never have again.
you’re everything I never want again.

the regrets that are clogging your mind,
like your hair did to the bathroom drain,
can’t be cleared with the wire clothes hanger.

i’m sorry boo; settling for someone inferior
is your only option, and quite frankly,
that’s what you deserve.

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Currently living in Vietnam, teaching English, fixing the world's problems.

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