I can’t stay any longer,
I’m sorry.
Everything that’s ever been
real, and whole, and truthful
inside of me cries out to heal people
and I have done nothing
but romanticize the ways in which
I will tear you apart.

You can’t love me while I’m broken,
although you can try,
I’ll only break you with me,
and I simply don’t have the strength
or enough room in my soul
to break another heart,
and let you help me through my sorrows.

I can’t stay
because you started
having nightmares and
shaking in your sleep,
and you stuttered her name again and again
as you cried the name that haunted your dreams.
I can’t stay
because her name belonged to me.