A furball's sleeping on my bed
Sleeping like a log.
My pillows used to smell like you
now they just smell like dog.
I chucked your toothbrush in the trash
I finally threw it out.
It took a month to have the nerve
But then I fished it out.
Your dirty cigarette butts
Are piled where you threw them.
The dog's been checking out the pile
A now begun to chew them.
Your soap's still in the shower
Your towel is on the hook
The sheets we used, still on the bed
Can barely stand to look.
I'm throwing out the bar of soap
I'm cleaning up my lawn.
When I finally throw that toothbrush out
I'll know that I've moved on.
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