Sorrow

I drove home in the dark And the rain Away from your lies Stopping only at the 7-11 To buy smokes Knowing you would hate them. I killed off small doses of my molecules Over and over with the window down Trying to burn you out of my body So that someday When I am standing in front of someone who loves me (the real kind, not the lie) It won’t be you that I think of When the next time I say I love you I won’t feel you under my skin Standing just slightly under my breath Waiting under my words To tell me I didn’t mean it Don’t let me go But it was your heart Not mine That I steadily exhaled into the night.