I was splitting perfume into bottles
While you were in your bed with her.
You told me not to bother with you.
You told me I’d come too far
To find nothing in this place for me.
It cracked me when you said that.
Sent fissures down my spine in waves.
I didn’t tremble like I’d thought I would,
But I turned and left your house anyway.
I couldn’t stand the sight of her
With your arms entwined.