We did not make love on a rooftop in Japan during a typhoon.
We had sex on a rooftop, yes, and that was fun,
and that was a memory I wanted to keep.
But later, when there was a midnight storm
you didn't want to be bothered
and that's the actual truth.
The truth is important. Details matter.
This was not the only story you got wrong.
One good thing about you being gone
is knowing that our true stories
will not be harvested anymore
tarnished by lies and
twisted into cheap pickup lines.
I'm sure that someone mourns you
and I am sorry for their loss but
all I feel is relief
at being able to spit out the poison of you
and know you will never administer another dose.