Chump

We lay on the bed that night
With all our clothes
And all our thoughts
in between us.
I turn away to face the wall
You mumble to me
You want something
But I know
It won't be enough
I want to go home
But I can't leave the room
I can't leave the bed
It took me years to think of the words
I wanted to say then,
"You make me feel like a chump,"