We broke up but i'm fine, really

Not having to send a good morning-text
and eggs on Sunday without you

Being jealous when i see my friends kiss
for the first time in two years

Not being able to tell a joke
because no one would get it but you

The guilt of making my mom sad
because you were so nice

And nice you are and beautiful
and that last hug felt like death
and the party was crowded
but you weren’t there
and my bed was cold
and the night too short
to wipe away my tears

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