Hollow: A Poem

I know
That it hurts
To see me
Look at someone else
You expect me to be okay with 
You and her.
Her home is your home
Your mouth is her mouth
And the touches you share
Do not go unnoticed.
The day will come
When I fall completely
In love
With another
And my heart
Will be completely owned
By another
And I won't even look
In your direction
And I hope
That it hurts
Like hell.

-e.b. Brannon

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