the unsigned note under the door

i find the slip

of paper

under the door.

it's your loss.

she says, 

you'll be sorry

you

let me go

and didn't treat

me like a queen.

you'll lie awake at night

and wonder

what i'm 

doing, who i'm with,

it'll be the worst

mistake you ever

made in letting me go

and calling

me crazy.

you'll see,

just wait, you'll see.

farewell, good luck, so long.

i look up and down

the street,

but for the life of me,

i can't figure

out who wrote this note.