If I told you that I took the long way home today,

Would you care?

I took the long way –

Looped around your favorite spot,

That place tucked between the staircase and that “out-of-place bench that meant so much to you.”

You weren’t there.

Then I walked up to the coffee shop that

You loved so much,

With that smell strong enough to make me sick.

I even bought a cup to remember how much I hated that shit.

Not there either.

Then I walked that “wooded path in your concrete jungle,”

Such a cliché fucking name –

But I walked it.

Alone.