headlights

like i was a deer in headlights, you ran me over and left my entrails smeared in the aftermath of your touch

at first i couldn't even tell that i'd died, because it didn't hurt

it didn't hurt when you kept me secret,
because it meant i was yours to keep

it didn't even hurt when you pushed me away,
because i thought i knew you wouldn't really let me go

then i watched you hit another deer