I'm not sure what I need right now
I wanted to edit
I was feeling moments of elation
And then like a curve ball
Right into the pit of my stomach
So I reached out to you
Because there is an affectionate romantic love
That is so hard to be without
In this time
But all at once
I'm so glad it is not my responsibility
To hold the pieces together
Because I just can't
I don't have it in me.

And I don't think its any accident
That I found the photos
The series
Of my hand on a mirror
Eyes in different directions
I can't believe this
I can't believe it
Like the mouth of a dusty oven
Opening or closing

I just want it all to be over.