situationship

a poem

“No Face No Case” by Emily Smith, Acrylic on canvas, I think 18x24 but I really don’t feel like measuring it right now

situationship

i loved you when
all i knew how to do was laugh;
so love felt like
a joke.

“we’re so toxic,”
and we’d laugh.
like it was funny.

but after a few years
we stopped laughing;
for we could hear the desperate muffled cries
of the love we left all bound, gagged, and hungry.

it wasn’t our fault
that this
was all our fault.
we didn’t know we needed
the breakup we never had.

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Reflecting on a multi-year situationship, multiple years later.

Compassion, empathy, forgiveness, and gratitude. Perhaps we did need each other. Lord knows we both had lessons to learn.

Consider them learned though… I'd never do it again lol.

Thank you for reading 🖤

Em

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