“I wish I never met you,” is what I tell myself. But that can’t possibly be true, because who would I be now without you?

You told me I was special, strong and true and of course I believed you.

You made me feel like me! But unfortunately, I saw so much in you that I was playing to lose.

I loved your spontaneity and the way you smiled at me, the way you made me feel so free. But I must have misread the actual feelings you had for me.

With all the things this year has brought, heartbreak must be at the top. Because you keep just popping up.

As romantic partners go, I’ve never felt so seen. But now all it is are pictures on a screen.

I was going to risk it all for you, however, now that sounds insane. But I would like to know, when did your plans change?

You were like a blanket. So safe, secure and warm. When my life fell to pieces you helped me through that storm.

For that I am so grateful, and also pretty sure, a piece of you resides in my heart forevermore.

I’ve spent weeks thinking in circles, trying to figure it all out, but so far, I have nothing and all I want to do is shout.

Is my stuff still scattered around your place or in a neat little pile? Because getting you out of my headspace seems to be taking a while.

Now all I have left to do is choose, do I put you on the highest shelf or in an old box of shoes?

--Teresa F., Adult