Tank Top

I remember wearing this tank top
in another bed
in a one bedroom apartment
off a road I could drive 
20 over eyes closed
nestled in delirium 
snapping photos of a smile
bigger than my fears
bigger than the knowledge
of the future and the pain
that would ensue
I remember being happier
about the idea of you
than your hungry presence
I watched the scary movies
so you would love me
I remember your whiskey bed
and how we never let go of
lonely
but I take responsibility 
for trying to escape myself
in you
I lay in bed wearing this 
tank top
remembering the storm is over
and I am new