you packed a suitcase
slipped a flower in your hair
and turned to say ‘good bye’
without so much as a tear in your eye.
but I must’ve been
the most heartbroken man
you had ever seen.
I guess it was in that moment
when you, too, realized
that you didn’t have to be
so goddamn mean.
she left
ridin’
that midnight train
to Georgia
and she left
like a man ~
with only the clothes
on her back
I could’ve never loved her
as a woman, though
especially when she left [behind]
a twelve pack
in the fridge
and
the toilet seat up
I cut off my hair.
Stitched the wounds around my heart.
Bought a new dress.
Bought a new purse.
Bought a new pair of shoes.
Bought a new shade of lipstick.
Paid generously for a manicure and a pedicure.
Said a prayer to forgive all my sins,
then after, cursed you with “the best of luck”.
Just because you broke my heart
doesn’t mean
you’re going to break. . .me.
Devlin De La Chapa 