My therapist tells me that two things can be true at once

I got an ampersand tattoo on my arm so I wouldn’t forget

It applies to you, mainly

What in my life doesn’t

I can miss you and still not want you in my life

I can hope to see you and never want to lay my eyes on you again

I can be sad that we ended and glad that I’ve moved on

I can have contradicting beliefs

Humans can’t be just black and white

We have to be complicated

But god, do I wish that I could make up my mind about you