About Yesterday
I hate to do this to you
I kissed the scar tissue
on your shoulder blade
It sits there, port wine raised scar
placed there in a time before I met you
by a lighter held by a long ago friend
You were sleeping still,
the white noise of the dehumidifier
filled your ears with dreams
so I kissed it, the scar on your shoulder blade
You didn’t notice me
placing my lips on that soft skin.
I can’t go on like this, you not knowing
Forgive me, I lost your laptop charger, too.
It happened yesterday, I haven’t told you yet
You just looked so tired, your eyelids
Worst of all, I will probably do it again.
Kiss your scar, not lose your charger
I will probably do it again.
But I will never fall in love
with another person, picking onions in the produce aisle.
I did it all for you.
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