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Don’t ask me what his name is,
You don’t really want to know.
Don’t ask me how I met him,
It lets your insecurity show.
Don’t ask me what he looks like,
He’s just like every other man.
Don’t ask me what my friends think,
Another guilt that I outran.
Don’t ask me why I did it,
It was the devil in my ear.
Don’t ask me why I told you,
That part isn’t very clear.
Don’t ask if I enjoyed it,
I won’t speak another lie.
Don’t ask if it was worth it,
I have no more tears to cry.
Don’t ask me who is better,
You have everything he lacks.
Don’t tell me that you love me,
I fear I just might say it back.


I haven't actually done anything to merit this poem, but it was my way of sorting through, and ultimately realizing that I can't do that to Corey. I quite like it anyway.