shame

why does facebook

keep telling me

to be friends with my exes??

I don't need help here, I've already internalized

the assumption of not letting go.

I want to say thank you for

the empathy with which you closed the door,

the opportunity to look at my limitations.

for ending the thing that wasn't working,

but that I wouldn't say no to.

for the time to focus on what's good right now,

for the end to manic waiting.

for the grounded humility of this week,

and all the sorting, and whatever comes next.

but I am wondering about this thing, pride.

the holding my head up and walking away.

that's not where I believe it comes from, but that's where I think it is, now.

I won't tell you I finally gave in this morning

to the thought of you in those red underwear on the corner of your bed.