"this is the longest i have gone
without loving someone.
the lack of phonecalls
and texts and emails no longer
feels like something is missing,
and i have started to fill up the rest
of this closet with clothes of my own.
i buy roses for myself instead,
keep only one kind of cereal around.
i am getting used to waking up
in the darkness of a quiet room, even
when the emptiness races across my sky
like a star shooting deep into the night.
i know that it died a beautiful death,
and i know that it learnt how to live."