i burned all ur love letters
i threw away the gifts
any leftover remnants of u
all the photos & messages
gone forever
i may have left u 4 months ago
but u lingered for a while
don’t let it get to ur head, ur nothing special
just the first person to show me that kind of love
a trauma bond
u opened my wounds, & bandaged them with an “i’m sorry”
& “i’ll change”
empty promises, they’re all the same
u had to lie to keep me & to be worthy of me
what a world
what was real?
i question everything now
are u happy?
i should never have had to learn how to walk away
but i did, even with the heavy ache
& i chose that over the loneliness of staying
with every passing month
& breakup anniversary,
i learn to forget u better
i learn to live without u better
what a life
i’m not even able to miss u properly because what is there to miss?
the sleepless nights?
the nightmares when i finally could sleep?
the ache in my chest & tummy?
the stress of being with u?
u stole so much from me
things i’ll never get back
time i will never get back
i have to let it go
just like ur letters
i watched them slowly burn
allowing myself catharsis
allowing myself to grieve
so, i grieve.

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