Hi ‘you’, I’m writing again from my nook,

The place where we stopped being Us,

Even the mirror misses you,

it’s grown tired of reflecting only me,

It now shows a half man.

I lingered in the dark room today,

Saw a photo you took of me still lying in the drying rack,

From the day we found a four leaf clover,

And we made a wish to Live and Love forever,

Skip walking home, you told me how Evelyn and Celia’s second breakup meant they were meant to be.

But you are with yours now,

I hope he holds his better than I held mine.

True love extends to letting them go.