day after honesty

it’s the call I want to get

the day after his honesty

but I don’t wish to answer

or even acknowledge

it’s the desire to know

if he lost as much sleep

seeking the comfort of the cool side

of the pillow

or did he punch it out of frustration?

it’s all the angry words

I wish I had the courage to say

but couldn’t

because anger just makes me cry

it’s the knowing that I have

to be good at moving forward

hiding my heartache from my child

while I prepare her lunch

and press kisses into her forehead

it’s faking forms of happiness

when I only have the capacity

to be numb

resist life's little pleasures

it’s the regret of freshly-laundered sheets

that no longer carry his scent

that would otherwise comfort me

#heartache #lifeafterdivorce #datingsucks