I once assembled a
bookshelf
at 2 am.
Some things just can't wait
until morning.
And
sometimes you just have to
go to bed angry
because
the no good sneak
leaves you no other choice
and you have to wait
a lot of mornings
for the anger to subside.
In the meantime you
rearrange your furniture
and wait
for the sonuvabitch to apologize.
And then he doesn't.
And neither do you.
But
you'll think about it
just to end the silence
even though you have no reason to.
And you know
you should have seen it coming
but hindsights 20/20.
© Emily E Johnson
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