You said goodbye.
But you’d been saying goodbye for two weeks so I didn’t mind.
The door slammed
but I didn’t mind.
Good morning to myself
I´m alone
again.
Our side of the bed
Is now my side of the bed.
Her last cigarette
Out in the sobering cold,
I asked for a cigarette, you knew I wanted more.
I asked you three times so you said:
“What are you looking for?”
I didn´t answer. I smiled.