Some things can never be forgiven
After all is said and done
they hang out in the back of your mind
The bothersome houseguest that won’t take a hint
It’s time to leave
It’s time to move on
The party has been over for hours
People filtering out
Music changes from fast to slow
Drugs are wearing off
We are tired
—
It began when I saw him looking at her
from across the room
An old friend, maybe?
A past lover, perhaps?
Definitely someone better than me
In appearance? Absolutely.
Personality? Likely.
And I’m left wondering
Not wanting to invade
in addition to a justification to know
if I compare
—
Imagine the feeling of being introduced
to a past lover
in your own home
and being told it was
in order to protect you.
Now listen in as he fumbles over his words
a drunken stupor
as he tells you about the sex.
And men wonder why we’re so fucking crazy.
Just let it go
Watch her walk across the room
Watch him
Watch her
and tell me that you would stay sane.
—
The party is well over
but you can’t forget what happened
You drink it off
sleep it off
snort it off
and he gets mad at your for being so reckless.
You owe him
After all, he really didn’t do anything
he hid these things from you
to protect you
You
owe
him
—
But even after everyone’s has left
and he comes to you for love
you can’t get her face out of your mind
it makes every berry a little more sour
every kiss tastes bitter
But still,
you pick up the cup with her lipstick stain
and bite your lip
trying to forget
But deep down you know
you’ll see her face again
in the back of your mind
walking down the canned goods aisle
at the store
and he will carry on his ways
blissfully ignorant to the permanent damage
the glass wall between you
that can never be shattered.
Lavender Dustan
3/15/2022
Lavender's Dungeon 
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