You threw it all out.
Every spoon and record.
Every translucent ornament
That was left of me and you.
Three years have gone by and still,
you cannot and will not face me.
I couldn’t stay, I had to leave.
Nobody would hear me
Unless I slammed the door loudly.
The booze, it was getting to you
Making you fat and lazy
Making you jealous and angry.
I cried out for help
But they all turned against me.
Nobody would hear me
Unless I slammed the door loudly.
I still sometimes wonder if you stopped drinking
Or if you traded in the booze for something stronger.
I loved you so much, but you weren’t you anymore.
So I slammed the door.
I couldn’t love you any longer.
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Submission Name: Slamming doors
