Last Night  ( From the not quite a love poem collection)

Last Night...
I let you come over
because I was feeling nostalgic
over the bullshit we used to call Love
so I let you in...
I let you in my front door
and all my metaphorical doors
as I lay winded on all fours
after hours of taking
all my frustrations out on you...
Just know...
that even though I arched my back higher than ever before
It changes Nothing.
We ...are still threw.
Over....and done...
So...Please don't think "we're good"
because you made me come...... (a few times)
Yeah...my heart IS numb...
As you suck feverishly on my nipple
You should be glad I even LET you in my temple
See... I have separated my feelings for you
Like church and state...
as I meditate on how my body still loves you
But in my mind...its you I hate!
As you plunge into me deeply
You don't hesitate
To say...."Baby is it still mine?"
N@%# you've   lost ...your rabid ass mind
If you think I'ma let YOU lay claim...
Heat of passion my ass
Hell my punani belongs to me...
and she is Free at last!!
Is it still yours ...
It was'nt yours even when you had it
but we got addicted to each other
like a bad habit
So when you saw a chance to go
You grabbed it...yet
My heart was vested..
then you stabbed it
clean through...and no
there is NO forgiving you...
Just because we fucked...trust
We are still through!
Now clean up and get your clothes
cause I got shit to do!!
and don't call me...
I'll call you.
Mr.."We can still be friends"
SO good bye and good night
Till  I want some again.