Unfortunately, my girlfriend was God.

i pretended that she was god
for a second
so i could hold her worlds of blue hair
and i said to her
while kissing her neck
 "i missed this"
and she said
 with alcohol in her breath "i missed you
saying that"
and i knew she didn't care for me
and that she didn't care
for anything, especially the fact
that one of my callused hands
grabbed the skin of her
hip as the other rested
 on the small of her back
and i pretended
she was god for a second,
so i could hold her hair back
as she expelled her night into
the gutter and i said "i missed this"
as i kissed her neck
and she said
as i smelt the alcohol
 and vomit in her breath
that she missed me saying that
but i knew she didn't
miss a thing
and what
i've realised
is that
was a very
godly
thing
she was
doing
for
me