i truly truly love him.
she's been drinking.
she's sitting under a tree outside
his house, smoking a cigarette
in her car.
i think he's on a date, she says.
do you think that too?
probably, i tell her, after all you did
break up
when you caught him
lying and cheating again.
but i love him. he has these really
long legs.
i know, i know. you told me about
nine hundred times.
you also told me about his addictions,
his alcoholism, how he wants
your money
and how his kids hate you.
should i call him to see where he
is?
maybe i should apologize for being
so angry at him
when i caught him
with another woman.
he didn't deserve to be yelled at
like i did. what's wrong with me?
maybe if i was
skinnier like his deceased ex wife?
well, she's getting skinnier by the day,
i suspect.
what should i do.
it's almost midnight and i have to work
tomorrow.
have another drink. stalking takes
patience. time. you're just getting started.
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