I don’t know what you thought this was
but it was far from love.
My midnight confession was only a fact-
a simple admission,
not a heaping of meaning on anything more
than just a good feeling.
I’m no moon-eyed school girl
looking up at you
I’m a grown ass woman
who doesn’t need
I hope that you and your ego will be happy
As for me?
I’ll be just fine.
Just some things I never got to say. Some thoughts that came way too late.
I wish you all the best-
It was short, fun, and
you’re nice enough, but there’s still learning to do.
I don’t hold anything against you.
Just never forget, I’m gonna be just fine-
Already, I am.
Hell yeah! That felt good.