TRUTH

fleurishes:

If you are thinking of him, think of this:
how he never returned your phone calls,
the fact that neither of you liked the

same music, how you would fight over
stupid, inconsequential things. That he
never introduced you to his mother, 

that you were sure she didn’t even know
your name. Think of how there were 
nights that led into days where he didn’t

touch you. Think of how many times he
disappeared. Think about all the rot
you had to scrape out of yourself when

you finally decided that it wasn’t going
to work. Do not think of those rare little
gems you keep in the back of your 

mind for the game of comparison that
you play whenever you meet someone
new. Do not think about his mouth, or

his laugh, or the color of his knees. Do
not think about his sleepy weight in bed
or the time he made you swear that

you’d never love anyone else as much
or as intensely or as fiercely, because 
you are still coming home to sheets

that smell like him. You are so much
better than this. Do not think of him
because he is not thinking about you.