You didn’t have to knee me in the stomach

You didn’t have to make it so I no longer want babies

For you I am more beautiful and divine in fantasy then the one you live with and love in reality

With a full house I put my hands out in full on the table when we first met

I’m not ashamed enough to have them amputated and kept in my pockets

When we walk to the separate sides of the world you remain a different memory to me

The person I loved and the person I can never have.