She is an open book...
In Quantum Physics
Written in Chinese

you shake your head
and chuckle

as if the thought of
me without you
is an impossibility

*i am a woman
an unshakable force

my thoughts are mapped
like constellations
throughout the stars

i am a woman
my iron will stands strong

my happiness
depends on no one
but myself

i am a woman
complete and whole

i am not a
broken machine
who needs fixing

you can laugh that laugh
and roll your eyes

but i do not want you
and certainly
i do not need you

because no matter what
*i am a woman

Somewhere between meeting you and loving you I stopped writing.
I've built up so much to say I don't know where to start
with everything you broke or all the times you broke my heart.
I could begin with your secrets and their names
shed light on the pain, the shame
and talk about how much it still weighs.

I could go on about our begin-agains and epiphanies,
spiritual connections and energy,
adventures that will go down in history
but those things don't consume me
I need to bleed out these other feelings,
I want to work on forgiving.

You know this isn't all your fault.
Scared to love you I bittered my heart
and you hated the taste;
didn't believe in letting your time go to waste
so part of you let go.
I'm not sure that part ever came back...
Maybe I've seen it but it never stays,
and neither do you.