yesterday i thought you were God Almighty.
i imagined you sprawled naked on my bed,
with your sandy hair falling across your face.
i had to bite my cheeks to hide my smile.
today i could barely look at you because
i was repulsed by the thickness of your eyelashes
and the dirt under your fingernails
and the way you eat pizza with a knife and fork.
i love you so much more when you don't exist.
