I should miss you.

Shouldn’t I miss you?

After so much time together
I feel like I should miss you,
like there should be some
vacuous hole in my chest
whose edges are inflamed
and achy.

I feel like I should
want to be with you again,
like I should want to
love you again.

But I don’t.

And it is scary to think
about how easy it was
to let you go.

And it is scary to think
about how easy it would be
for someone to let me go.