For the unloved (me) and the loved (me and you)

he doesnt get it

he doesnt get it because today you smiled a genuine smile and
your hair rested perfectly on your shoulders
you wore your favorite t-shirt and you walked with a confidence
you had been so used to faking

he doesnt get it because you were happy and it wasnt because of him y
you were happy in spite of him

he doesnt get it because your hands were freezing and you put on gloves
instead of asking him to warm them and he doesnt get it
because he thought he would always been in a position of being needed
you didnt call him when the alcohol flitted through your system
you didnt need him for compliments or muses of how we miss each other
when we are tired

he doesnt get it because he let you go
thinking you would crawl back to him
instead of preserve your dignity in letters you wont give him
and the quietest tears at night

he doesnt get it because he whispered the words you wanted to hear
and believed that nothing else mattered
when naturally everything else mattered in fractions
and infinities

you are loved without him
you are beautiful without him
you are centimeters from perfection without him and you do not need
to bridge the distance
you will find sleep without him and you will find happiness without him
it is not easy because you may still be hungry for those lies he spoon fed you
but you will believe others more passionately and more sacredly without him
your heart is yours
and he doesnt get it.

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