I’ve been looking over
all our correspondence
from before you stopped talking to me
trying to find the reason
for what happened.

I think I know what it is.
In the last things we said to each other
I wrote “I hat you,”
because I thought
A) you covered me,
B) were fashionable,
and C) usually over my head.

“Hat.”
Not any other word.
Just in case that was the thing
that turned you against me,
you stupid whore