44) Trust Me Poem by Emma Isdal

I love you
he said before leaving me
to my tears and my music
driving home at night
in the rain (of course)
the smell of him still there.

Ill miss you
he wrote on a note that he
left for me on my pillow
on my sweatdrenched sheets
from passionate lovers
promising to love eachother forever

I dont want to lie
he said, than tellling me
he slept with her after
leaving me to my tears
and my music
in my empty house.