I Don't Do Crazy
Over the top
Accusatory
180 degree rotations
Not at all
what I want from my summer
Let's just take a step back
recall what was good
and go on our separate
merry
ways.
You had me
until the chain was broken.
Glitter on the floor mat
a reminder
of broken vows,
failed endeavors.
I see now
how foolish I was,
what my friends
attempted to tell me.
No time for this,
I have other plans.
You have written yourself
out of my itinerary.
Be well.
Just not with me.
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