Highway

walking down a busy highway i got a whiff of an old lover i look at the cracks in the sidewalk like "what about right now means this had to happen?"

this old lover used to come over with still-too-wet hair dripping all over my floor and it was slimy he had a mouth that i rejected over and over again "i just don't know that i'm big on kissing!" my friends would shake their heads "if you say so" - i said so

he made me very particular and i didn't like that because i never found so many things that i found wrong about someone that i apparently chose to be with

he used to drink from my water bottle and i imagine his salt-water mouth all dripping all over my water bottle and i would throw it out the next day

his mouth was full of too many poorly rolled joints dollar dumplings because he refused to spend money on food but he would rather spend money on books he'd never read only to instagram that

hey, here's a new book that i will not read!

you might be asking why did you even say yes to being with him and all i can say to you is

like this highway, i don't know where all of these cars are going but what i do know is i want to find out

see, i wanted to find out what this whole "relationship" stuff was all about and there went 4 months of figuring it out and realizing "damn, i really don't like this"

i'll just keep walking until i get a whiff of pizza

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