Just A Piece This Time

& maybe there’s a piece of me 

that wants you as mine. 

Maybe there’s a piece of me 

I’d hate to deny. 

I want you inside, 

can we just have sex? 

I want you inside—but

I won’t take second best! 

Sure, I can take a test. 

You’re clean, 

I suppose? 

I want to take you to… 

I want to take you to one of those 

restaurants. 

I want to spoil you 

& then spoil you all day. 

I want you to feel 

what I feel and 

I wanted that yesterday! 

But tomorrow is just that. 

Accepting what’s new. 

Guess I never really did

have you, 

just a piece is all. 

An enigma on my wall. 

Made up image that 

often falls into the pits

of his pitfalls. 

Major construction must be done, 

can’t be taken up by only one…

Let me help?

No? 

Guess you can’t convince someone 

they need you. 

I’ll go find someone else. 

I go & then I’ll go. 

Just know, 

this was easy, 

once I knew what you could do. 

If I knew at first, 

I’d only ever have a piece, 

I’d never have chewed. 

Guess I’m just writing, 

pondering the past. 

This is helping me get over 

being mad at your ass. 

Typing in the message thread, 

pretending if I’m heard. 

Hoping that every one I type 

will be my last word. 

I don’t know how to end us. 

It just doesn’t feel right. 

Ms. Moving On. 

Guess I’ll do it another time!