i.
i said i was a virgin,
but i lied — because
you said you never
wanted to be with
someone
more experienced
than you.

ii.
the real reason
i left you that night —
you refused
to follow me
into the mosh pit,
because you
were fucking scared
and i wasn’t.

iii.
that wasn’t
your cum stain
on my sheets.
i washed them
the day after
the last time
we fucked.

iv.
when you said
you hated bob dylan,
i hypothesized
we wouldn’t work out.
it just took 3 months
to confirm.

v.
it wasn’t me,
it was you.

vi.
i pretended to like
your dog the whole time,
only because
you promised
to replace my shoes
he ruined.

vii.
i always changed
the subject
when you wanted to
talk about “us”, because
i wanted to believe
i was just
using you for sex.

viii.
your foot fetish
“thing”, really
creeped me out.

ix.
i never deleted
any of your emails
or texts
because i’d go back
and read them again
when you weren’t around.

x.
i only suggested
we watch a porn movie
because you sucked
in bed, and i
thought it would be
educational.
it wasn’t.
but at least i got off.