erinhatesmustard

I have realized
that the moon
did not have to be full for us to love it,
that we are not tragedies
stranded here beneath it,
that if my heart
really broke
every time I fell from love
I’d be able to offer you confetti by now.

You asked why I couldn’t forgive you. It was because you were the love of my life. And you didn’t want to be. That’s hard to let go.