Disappearing Acts

I haven’t forgotten

broken promises

swift words that slither into my heart as if they were snakes

sweet kisses that felt like acid coming down

I haven’t forgotten that familiar feeling of your disappearing acts

and every time  i am left pondering ….

instant replaying every memory as if my mind were sports center

Erykah lied when she uttered the words 

“out of my mind just in time” 

because in my mind you will always be 

inhabiting a tiny cavity in my brain 

and a corner in my soul

you know sometimes i use too much energy on unnecessary thoughts of you

 and when i finally get over them all 

here you come…

inserting more sweet nothings to fester in my mind

did you know us females create things…

things that might not have even been mentioned 

words and ideas of love excite us, but in your mind its a game..

you can’t play with the mind, body, and soul of a woman..

so why did you?

I often swoon at the thought of you maybe having a thought which could possibly be a

thought of an “us”

I am not a poet so i will end awkardly by saying 

that was some some fucked up shit.