fLIPsIDE

"i'm
not
that
innocent."

maybe i'm more forgiving of myself
than i am of you...
but maybe not.

maybe i'm just
reactive
or
maybe I'm just
not able to keep the
lid
oN
Or
MaybE I am A
"meaN girl"
sometimes.

or
maybe it's just
armor

or
maybe I've had
eNough.

Or
maybe i was trying
to get Past
to Ignore
to Stay Solid
Even though what you
Did was
fluid and unstable.

sometimes i am unstable, too
(sometimes?)
(is anyone stable?)

maybe instability,
bilaterally,
is Grounds for
depReciatiOn.

you don't knoW what i've hiddeN.
you don't knoW the secrets.
yOu don't see the Misery or the tEars
or the frustratioN or the patience

and i didn't see it, either
i'm guessing it goes Both waYs
but nEither of us had enough respect
for the other to have the CONVERSATION
to figure it out.

so you cut ofF thE abcess
and i cut off the Limb
and we lImp away
swearing its better
but both infeCted
affected
decrepIt.

i don't believe in ghosts
And only  God can raise the
dead
i'm nOt brokeN
or torn
over this sEverage
i'm fine
i'm angry
words written
words said
never in person
keyboard commandos
no respect

no regrets.

there are better ways to handle
disagreeances and scandal
but PETTY is as petty does
and i don't feel like wearing gloves
so there you have it, and there you are
cuts can freely heal to scars
and lessons learned are lessons earned
it only takes once; i remember what burns
so i'd set it afire and walk away
but the ashes you left are all that remain
and that's fine--"i wish you the best"
may your "heavy heart" heal
From the wounds i've inflicted--i thought things were reAl
face-to-face conversations aren't done by faKe friends
so it's a service to us both that
this
relationship
Ends