I spilled the sauce
all over my burger
and I told him about it.
He said, "That's good Shani,
you should write about it."
So I sat down at my computer
and moved my fingers
and words came out and around
and it was tough for me to reconcile
what I was feeling with what was reality
and mostly I do not miss him
but sometimes I do
and I wonder if he will be in future stories
with me and others too.
But he is a pipedream that is broken
and I no longer want him
for he wrapped me around his little finger
and then he dropped me.
The man I love is the man I will marry.
I can love more than one,
that's true,
but to only one will I promise
my heart, my cage,
my pretty little secret,
the way my eyes shine when he says, "I love you."