"I'm Glad my New Dog Didn't Get to Know my Old Boyfriend."

I'm glad my new dog didn't get to know my old boyfriend.

He had no time to form obsessions.

Like how warm he felt when we slept,

Or how his muscles twitched and constantly let me know

My love was alive.

He probably would have grown to love him too much.

I did.

I made the man my world,

And like a dog,

He became the thing I looked to 

To verify my world was alright. 

I'm glad my new dog didn't get to know this new pain

Growing older all the time.

He didn't discover how venomous love can be

As it seeps into the heart,

Stops it,

Maims it,

Taints it,

Kills it.

My love is dead.

My new dog doesn't know this pain,

Because he came into my life as the other went out.

He was there to see an example of pure happiness,

And then the newspaper swat came to my nose,

And my new dog explored a thing outside that smelled funny.

And he moved on.

I'm glad my new dog has moved on from my old boyfriend.

I'll get there too. 

My love will live again.