For Me.

For a long time now, I’ve avoided it.
As soon as I write about it,
It makes it important.
I can’t think of anything worse
Than making you important.
I want to spend as little time
Grieving you
As you did supporting me.
So here it is,
The last thing I will ever,
Ever
Write about you
Or us or our entire
Fucking wreckage.
And somehow, at this point
I can’t think of a single word
For you.
No, now they're all for me.