It's Okay, I'm Used To It

"It's okay, I'm used to it"
Has become the norm
Rolling over and taking it
To preserve this "peace"
Day after day it stays
The same old tired tune
Listening to the repetitive
Backstabbing every morning
Watching over exaggerated
Supposed pain once again
Acting content in my station
The one on the edge
The outskirts of love
My need being shunted aside
Hopes being raised one more
Only to suddenly dash upon
The cold hard face of reality
My exhausted mind seeking
What was there before
Where did you go
When you used to get excited
Over texting me every minute
When the calls were the
Highlight of every day
When you whispered
Decadent fantasies in my ear
When you penned such
Beautiful arousing poems
Stories of sensuality
Filled my phone to bursting
Burned my body with desire
Where is he? My Precious
That made my heart sing
The nights of passion
When you first arrived
Barely waiting for lights out
Before gathering me close
Making me yours once again
You couldn't bear the
Lack of touch when near
Every kiss landing upon
My anticipating lips; body
Now, kissing the air at me
Is enough to fulfill you
I NEED what we had
What you dropped in the airport
It didn't follow us here
The apprehension on your face
Making sure the coast is clear
Rips my heart to ribbons
But it's okay
     Because I love you
             And I'm used to it.