to call me, I blocked your number,
don’t bother to search for me, I left your city,
don’t bother to want me, move onto the one from Ottawa,
she’s closer to home. Don’t bother to create new blogs
to scare me, it only makes me think you’re insane.
Don’t bother to come here, my city is dead.
Don’t bother to pretend, I see through your
disguise. Don’t bother to text me, I delete
and forget. Don’t bother to read me, it’s old
trauma news. you need a new fix, a new
supply and I’m so cold now. it’s like i’m
dead, i’m not even breathing. you knew
me once, don’t bother to bring up the past,
i’ve dug a whole in the train tracks.
isn’t it better this way? i can read books
i can leave my phone under a car seat
i can stop caring, looking, being your drug
you so easily replace me, from the one one before,
after, and now. it’s the present. you better
make your move, message her, tell her
all the lies, trap her, entice her, do
your dirty deeds, it’s the only way. i can’t wait
to be forgotten. please forget me.
don’t bother to find me. i’m in a new life.