This divorce has existed
for a long time.
Even if you grieve for it,
grieve more for yourself.
It’s time to release
all the filth you let pile up here.
Do you remember how you suffered?
The anguish of feeling alone?
You were always playing a role—
you, trying to make it work
every
single
day.
Yes, there were good moments,
things that were genuine.
And maybe longing
will walk beside you forever.
But the poems you wrote
two, three years ago
don’t lie.
You weren’t lying to yourself back then.
And back then,
you were already yearning for healing.
You spoke of the pain
of having no one.
Yes, you hoped he would save you—
though you didn’t know it consciously.
But you saved yourself, in part.
That job was the first breaking point.
And now, this marriage—
is the second.
You deserve more.
