Footnote

You thought that you fooled me.

You thought I was naïve.

But I only look like

What you want me to be

In the reflection of your

Unfashionable glasses.

You thought that you could change the course

Of my history

But instead

You became a footnote

On my path.

You chased me away

With your temptation

That felt unwieldy

Clumsy even.

You thought you knew better

But it turns out

You didn’t.

You never did.