DON'T EVEN START
Don't bullshit me. Don't make things up
Don't look in my eye. Just leave.
And spare me the elaborate speeches
and fake goodbyes. Don't make a scene.
Don't say you're sorry or that life
is sometimes like this: that all is forgotten;
that the world and time heal all wounds.
I say again, my love: begone.
And take all that you want from what
we one day thought we'd share:
the books, the palo santo sculptures,
the records, the portraits, the pool table.
Don't leave an address. Please:
I just want you to go fuck yourself, my love.
Catarina Ricardo
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