Actor Poem by Lindsay King

a year ago
it was all a year ago
when you kissed me badly
like i was the first girl
ever to touch upon
that territory
you tasted like
beer and weed
i was in your arms
you said
all the right words
yes it was ecstasy

a year from then
and it's been over
for quite sometime
we've stopped learning
about each other
'cause we know it all
it doesn't mean that
i can't be sad
because in hindsight
i can say
it wasn't always
that bad

you're not my problem
anymore
i don't have to deal
with the bullshit
that comes with you
you're a drama queen
and maybe that
makes you gay
maybe that doesn't
i think you
just know
how to make a girl
feel like
you're the perfect
man

you're not my problem,
you're her's
and talking to her
is like watching us
all over again
she tells me how
you kissed her badly
like she was the
first one ever
to touch upon
that territory
and you can't be
my perfect man
deep down
if your her's, too

i think i get it now
when you say you're
an 'actor'