11:34am—-almost
too late to be morning

you didn’t owe me anything
your words were hollow & sorrowful
i could almost hear you say them

i ate alone
before sighing
& responding, kindly
before i bitterly cried
at how my love failed
once again

you loved someone
more than you could ever love me

but in that unexpected message,
i learned i must stop trying,
so i made love to myself,
waiting
with enough / for enough