relationships, poetry

If you wanted her to stay...

Bodega bay — you don’t spend her like spare change. you don’t toss her like old papers and magazines. you don’t get to use her and then abuse her, or ignore her like she was just another notch in your bed post. you keep her like she’s a precious stone, protect her like a national treasure, hold her like she’s a crystal swan. you treat her like a diamond, beautiful and unbreakable, and when she cuts you,...