Never Again

I never want to
Look over at my phone
Anticipating a text from you
Only to feel
The sinking darkness
Of being let down
When it’s not you
I also never want to feel
The rush from seeing your name
On a screen
For the first time in days
I wish for myself the gift
Of never again hanging
In your torturous
Anticipation
I wish for myself
A path
Free of mine fields
Filled with sore subjects
Littered with egg shells
Of your choosing
On any given day
To never have to question
How what I thought was love
Wasn’t love
To scrub myself
Of the oil slick
Left behind from your
Fingertips