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.