i have loved this girl for months and months
but i let her fuss and fight with
her loser of a man
day after day
i could see her building a case against him
he doesn't tell me i'm pretty
doesn't make love to me
is short with me
he's suspicious of her
they bicker
gets angry when you give me attention
but on they go
miserable day after miserable day.
finally she sees the light
he cant talk his way out of the cumulative damage
that he's done.
he trys to smooth it over
she raises her middle finger,
he snaps like a fucking baby
throws some furniture around the room
she crys
she leaves the room
he follows her
she crys more
he says he loves her
she says that he doesnt with sadness in her tone
he says he needs her,
she says that he probably does
but that
she doesn't need this.
her and i,
we make eye contact
her eyes are so beautiful
but red and irritated
her makeup runs
he comes in the room
we both stare
he knows that she's starting to love me
he'd shoot me if he has a weapon
but he doesn't.
i light a cigarette
she asks for one
i watch her place it
between her red lip sticked
lips and pull hard on the red
then exhale lucky smoke
she shoots a self conscious smile
at me when i am staring
deep into her eyes and not retreating
that man of hers has lost the room
for good and grabs his car keys in desperation
the jingle of them
wakes me from my stare
"leaving?" i ask him
not with her i think
and look to my left
she is laying on the couch
and he is moving to the door.
now i'm gripping her little waist
with my big hands
she she is looking seriously
into my eyes
as i expell body heat
like jet fuel.

© Edward Storm