Peppermint Tea

When I write about the rain

I am back in your room

Back in your bed

She asks

If I remember my dreams

Well, I remember you

Your dog chose me

And I was a good person

For a whole week

Waking up nauseous

Drinking peppermint tea

Oh, I wish I had known

Neither of us

Ever had the guts

Such a shame our twin cowardice

Would break

Each other’s hearts