After a month of
holding my breath
fucking anyone willing
putting one foot in front
of the other
not feeling the hot coals
underneath
floating
after a month of holding it
i exhale
GASP
exhale
Sob for an hour with
the therapist
sob for an hour in
the car
sob for an hour in
my office with
the door closed
head on my desk
what the fuck are we doing
what the fuck am i doing.
Sayulita is on fire
nothing is permanent
breathe
breathe.
we don't always have to agree
but i promise to always be kind
even if it means letting you go.