i have no more words
    for you.

    i have none other
    but a rainstorm of tears—

        the excruciating truth
        they so well represent.

    it was required for us to part,
    for peace to find room.

    you have gone your way,
    a little further with each day.

    it feels as though you find
    yourself to feel safe

        being away
        from me, and the mess i am—

    while living with burning anxiety
    that i will have to do the same.

    the middle keeps widening.
    it has done so for almost a year.

        more room has been made
        for what grace missed before,

    when i chose to expect from you
    what you didn’t be able to do.

    despite everything that assured
    that our love was for certain,

        we have had to find a divide.

    we will have to end up
            out there—

        away from each other’s paths.