daddy's little girl

Always interested in the ones who would leave

someone just like her daddy. 

Infatuated with expiration dates. 

There were three before you. 

She had a thing for dating senior boys.  

When she was a freshman and sophomore, 

two boys took advantage of her newly found abandonment issues, 

and used her. 

But she knew when summer was over, 

they would shake hands and be gone 

no closure would be necessary. 

It was always comforting knowing when someone was going to leave 

so she allowed herself to experience this grief, 

because her daddy never gave her the luxury of a warning. 

When she was a junior, 

She fell in love with a senior boy 

riddled with issues just like her. 

They never tried to fix one another, 

They were just shitty first aid kits. 

It threw off the plan. 

They came to terms that their love story would have to exist

in another time or dimension, 

but it was real nonetheless. 

When that summer was over, 

they still had love for each other but separated, 

with closure in their back pockets 

but unwanted strings were still attached. 

She was now a senior with no one above her. 

Then she met you in the last six months before she was going to start over. 

You were younger. 

The senior-junior dynamic existed again, 

with roles reversed. 

You connected like her and the last boy did,

but you were a healthier version. 

She would be the one to leave you. 

She held a fucked up power, 

but a power regardless. 

Two months in, you left. 

No warnings. 

No closure. 

You protected yourself from getting attached. 

You guarded yourself in a way that perplexed her. 

Your clean and entirely healthy mind and heart protected you. 

She fell apart. 

I can’t decide whether I’m jealous of 

or hurt by the way you so easily were able to walk away 

in order to protect yourself.