this morning i got the news
that you finally gave up.
you used the word "abandon"
in the middle of one of those
excessively long texts.

revel in the disillusionments
once we figure out
that neither of us were correct.
faulty rationalizations saved you,
and stripped me of love.

i discovered that
my happiness will not rest
in the craze of the selfish.

i, wounded,
need outa here.