i was so focused on the corpse of What I Thought We Were
until my eyes zoomed out to find
that i was walking through a cemetery
of things that Used to Be,
and instantly found it silly to focus on one unmarked grave when there were so many others
that had nothing to do with love or ***,
nothing to do with you --
older, more elaborate graves
that i mourned from the dawn of my life to now,
more important deaths.