You get up and walk away
The bell rings atop the door as you pull it open
I just sit there
Is this it? I ask myself
My shoulders slump and I get this knot
Tying itself too tight in my stomach.
I watch you scantily cross the street
I look down at our table
staring at your half eaten meal
I realize I have more in common with it
Than I ever did with you.
We’ve both been consumed by you.
You talked about how amazing we were
but inside you felt different.
You knew soon you’d grow tired of us
and turn around and walk away, leaving us half eaten
so my question to you is,
why did you eat us, if you knew we were just a snack?