Groundhog Predictions

as the weather swings back and forth
warm and cold
i’m reminded of the last months with you
where i could do nothing right
you could do nothing wrong
our apartment reeked of Corona and Bacardi
and I spent hours on the balcony smoking
while writing the plot
for you to finally tell me to leave
because you didn’t remember waking me up
to explain that you just watched an episode of Bones
and if you kept pushing right where your hands were
no one would ever know
that it was murder.
I still get anxiety waiting
for spring to fully emerge from winter,
because years later i’m still waiting
to fully emerge from you.