I broke up

With myself and memories

With things I liked most. I broke up.

With my soul. With my better half, which unlike others, was me, too, a different form, on various days.

I broke up with a Love who had no time for me.

I broke up with a Best Friend who thought unconditional love was only a literary phrase

I broke up with a Friendship that didn’t care for me.

I broke up with a Relationship that didn’t nurture my soul.

I broke up with my Mind when it didn’t have my back in a classical head-vs-heart conflict.

I broke up with Ol’ Monk for all the tears it brought me.

And somewhere I broke up with Time for reminding me, always, of things I’d lost

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