I enjoy the sound
of a cigarette hissing
in a puddle of water.
I enjoy the sound
of you telling...

I enjoy the sound

of a cigarette hissing

in a puddle of water.

I enjoy the sound

of you telling me

that you love me,

but you can’t love

me anymore, because

you’re as tired as I am.

But most of all, I enjoy

the sound of you

shutting the door

behind you as you go.

Because nothing is more

enjoyable than the sound

of someone leaving

who never really belonged.

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