There are women who leave and don’t look back
Who burn bridges with lighters that they keep in the back
pocket of their jeans
Or tucked in their boots
There are women who drink whiskey without wincing
Who bend at the waist when they play pool and don’t scratch
the felt
There are women who turn off their phones
Who want to be alone
I am not these women
I will always look back and ask first and keep matches in my
purse
I keep my phone on because I am secretly hoping someone will
call just to say
I was thinking of you sweetheart
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