Worn

I said yes

ninety-nine times,

but you must’ve forgotten

and clung to

the one time I said no.

So ungrateful.

Your arrogance

is unfair —

entitlement is a son of a bitch,

and it fits you well,

like a suit tailored in hell.

What is it they say?

If the shoe fits,

you wear it —

and you proved it does,

perfect like a glove.

You twisted Cinderella.