You owe me more
than some meaningless
apology, muttered
under your breath,
accompanying your
rolling eyes.
I'm better than that.
You owe me more.
"It was just a phase,"
you said.
"A silly phase,"
you said.
I never believed you,
but you had convinced
yourself.
"It's not my place,"
I thought,
"not my place,
at all."
So I stepped aside.
You owe me more
than a forced
apology you
don't believe in.
You owe me
your evaporation
from my life.
I want no remains.
I want to cut your face out of all the pictures of us,
just like you used to do in bed when you thought I was asleep.
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In all this sounded a bit...angsty. The emotion was there, but I feel like you could have found a better way to say it. The last few lines were good, but following the rest of the piece they didn't have as much impact as I would have hoped. Though I did like "You owe me / your evaporation / from my life." That got that sentiment pretty dead on, no beating around the bush. (Can that phrase ever be used without sounding sexual?)
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