Are you gonna miss the sex?
Or are you gonna miss her?
Because you can find sex some other place
But you won’t find someone so perfect again
Either way, maybe you can drown yourself
in sex, booze, and drugs anyway
She doesn’t want you and that’s how it’ll be
You can only keep fighting so long
Until it becomes violent
With your teeth clenching
and hands balling into fists
Every time you see her
You’re afraid of what emotions will come out
These days you hit her
With a smile, not a fist