okay yeah, it was a rebound

You. Are:

A slurred drunken mess of promises you did not

Mean to keep;

Time and perspective translate once-believed heart-share

To whateverthefuck.you.needed.tosay.

Anything.youcouldsay.to get

Into my pants.

My rebound-muddled mind left me heady with feeling that I

was inlove

again

And that you

were inlove 

again

too.

Seeing you so out of breathe outside my door in the rain

After you had traversed the tumultuous terrain of Bellwoods Park, ditching some lame party and your good friends

to come

see me.

I thought it was your heart pumping out ahead of your chest that led a hero

to my breasts

When really it was probably your pulsing.erect.Ego 

that pointed the way back. 

I was a fool.

I see that now.

Why did we pretend so badly that it could have been love?

When truth is, we both just wanted so badly 

A body

to be warm with.