6 months.

6 months seems to stretch oceans-wide
while feeling like the shortest distance…
all at once.

you asked, “well it had to end sometime,
didn’t it? if not now, when?”

and i remember the shock on my face,
like somebody had replaced you.

the kindness in your eyes - wiped.
my confusion - intensified beyond compare.

so this time, instead of interrogating your ghost,
i ask myself, “what i have accomplished in 6 months?”

i stayed alive.

i guess i stayed alive,
even if part of me left the moment you
ushered my heart out the door.