Unnamed

I hate the way you strip and walk across the room, As if it didn’t matter to you. As if it didn’t matter if I was inside; As if you had just let me in from the night. Why are you still jammed against the window of a past era? Hung up on what walked off without even shutting the door. I am standing like a fool with words I don’t owe; With handfuls of nothing to show. My friends ask who you are; I say you are difficult. It is hard to believe you to be, Someone as removed as me. I don’t know what it is, But I know that you don’t feel the same. When I’m gone, I will just replace his name. “Lover”— I don’t stay overnight with the others. I turned you out and it didn’t even matter. You barely bother; No one will give you what I have to offer. You'll realize when it's over. Things die and ghosts pass through me like Days and then years. You don’t have the words I wanted to hear. I am off the rails again, I fear. I pull my clothes back on and take myself somewhere else, Outside a doorway you won’t let me though yourself. Of all the things I couldn’t help. My life has been something that I just survived, Without the means to let things die, Or for the pain to wear off in time. I love you; That must be why.