Temporary

This back and forth is making me sick.
I can’t sleep--lest I wake up and find you gone again.
I could’ve sworn you were right next to me.
Falling in love felt like a test of wills.
Mine against yours.
Who could hold out longer?
Lying next to you felt like I was lying to you, and you know I’ve never been good at lies. I’ve been frantically trying to finish the words I am writing for you,
there’s always one that doesn’t fit the rhyme.
Trying to force the mold only works for a short time.
You did a number on me, like I knew you would.
Could I fault you for something you told me in advance?
I guess I tried to forget what you had said.
You let me in only to close the door on me, one foot in.
Watching your “High Art” unfold across the screen made me think I could never be that for you.
You told me “temporary, temporary”,
But made this feel real.