Ever So Lovely

I wrote this poem thinking of how lovely you

            are and how sick of the word lovely I

            am because it covers everything I think of you

            when

            I am lonely.

I realize how memories are not a good place to live

            and memories that aren’t there are a worse place to

            live

            so I will move on and on and on.

But I guess it’s ok that you are happy somewhere without

            me only because I know how pissed you used to get

            when I farted really loud in public

            pretending that nobody else heard a goddamn

            thing.

Also, I am the master of ruining

            perfectly good

            poems.