It was the final goodbye
It was mean
It was the tears I told myself I wouldn't cry
Because damnit I don't cry
It was the brokenness left behind
And the listless passage of other people
It was the drunken nights with the same guy
Who split us apart
Because why not? He wanted to be with her
It was the tears I didn't want to come
When I realized what I had done
And that it meant I wasn't better than her
It was the nights spent looking at my phone
Knowing he was doing the same
But neither wanting to say it first
It was me
Writing this poem
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