Should my heart be
pounding?
Should my breath be
fogging up my
path?
Should my eyes be
swelling up with tears?
Should I be swearing and
slapping myself?
Should I think you
despise me?
Should I avoid you
too?
Should I fight back
if you push me?
Should I reply with
understanding if you
yell at me?
Should I finally stitch up
these scars in my head?
Should I receive the
lobotomy?
Should I wave if I see you?
Should I keep walking if I see you?
Should I give you the finger if I see you?
Should I burst into tears and say we need to talk ?
Should I congratulate you for doing better without me?
Should I get naked for you and tell you you can assault me as you wish?
Should I even think any of this?

Praying for the day where
It's ok to pull people apart from one another.
Hoping that they go out for the last time
and holding hands is out of the question.
We ask why the said their vows at the altar.
Did they have to?
Who was it who really wanted to?
White gown, flowers held by every girl, and ties and tuxedos on every man.
This won't be the only night we have this feeling.
The wedding ends and these two are a mess.
One is gone and devastated the other is gone and with another "mine".
Today, we spoke the truth after every raging phone call knowing there were tears as they were explaining another fight over everything.
The questions turned to much more realistic views.
The sugar coated topping has been melted and barely helped.
We ask,
will they be ok?
Did we do the right thing by supporting them being together?
Why did we wait till now to realize it really
was never meant to be?
We're we right?
They were wrong.
Family gatherings are so different than what we adapted to when we were young.
Now there is extra food
for the new significant other.
Some are afraid to come knowing there will be a fight over everything.
Amiable as we needed to be.
Optimism was how we mended what we would see.
How we noticed as the use the time they are not looking to roll their eyes, complain to another member, or bury their head in their hands over what they did.
Feel not ashamed, but be honest with yourself.
This family supports and is there for all whether married or single, divorced or dating, gay or straight.
We have our tree.
It is short but staying strong and no broken heart or promise breaks the branch anyone has grown on.
We may have our separate ways but we will always have each other.
It's ok.
We know what happened.
Just climb back up on the tree,
because no mater what this is where you will always belong.
Sit on your branch. When you leave take some leaves and bark with you so you know we're always here for you.
We love you.

This is not the kind of family
That requires lawyers, the jury, and divorce papers in order to split.
How can we become so close then to butting heads and driving ourselves crazy?
It's easier than you think.
Awakened by devastating expressions and words.
We walked away, slammed every door we approached, and we said we're going our separate ways.
Tore me apart everywhere as you could see by the circles and red lines among my eyes.
Didn't think anyone would be gone,
But that
Is life.
If it means I'm not asleep all night to help you or if I sit through another ****** up screenplay,
Know I am happy to do it even if
My problems are what has everyone hurt and frustrates us all.
I love you even if there is nothing you can do.
Understand that from your perspective.
That is how the jury decides right from wrong.
I love when there's no room for everyone to sit when we all come together.
Please don't be the reason for empty space.
My heart is already there.
Just have to push it reasonably to have it full
Again.

We meet, and I can sense you just want to pick me up, spin around, place me on my feet, and kiss me.
We are together on a date, and I can sense your mood is changing.
We're alone, I said no, and I see your little boy appear through your insensitive rudeness.
Keep getting undressed expecting me to do the same, I ask you to leave expecting you to know why.
We are done, it's all emotional, and we tell everyone we know from our manipulating perspectives.
All you had to do is say that's fine.
Different people are like different nations.
Carrying other sets of beliefs, traditions, habits, and looks.
These nations are in a war by one disagreement.
As we tell and express what we wanted but could not have,
Why does a break up have to be such an
Arms race?

Nothing is harder when you figure out
What the future is soon going to hold.
Talking on the phone, you called for the third time today.
The person you love responds within the power and the tone quality of their one voice, they
hand over  the mean and worthy truth of their honest feelings.
They hang up after sounding like they want to let you go.
The next morning You look at your palms with leftover tears and black eyeliner.
You cried all night knowing that you wasted your plans in life dreaming of being together for good.
Whether nothing you wanted together sounds promising, or the one you thought you would have forever can only say "I can't take it anymore", keep your hands, head, and heart open for an optimistic stage in life and different people to love.
Whatever is hard but meant to be held,
Hold it the best you know you will and can.
Anything that shall pass and is in hands for the last time,
Just grasp it,
Learn from it,
Put it down,
And
Let it go.