suffocation

remember how you used to

get out of work and

need to go grocery shopping

at 2am?

and my boots would clunk

behind you

amidst the night workers

and stocking carts

we'd get home, kiss, and turn off the light

as if we had gotten sick of each other

the passion gone

you mistook that for love

that had never existed.

i still know otherwise

but i know the suffocation was too hard to bear.
(do you wrap your hands around her neck, too?)