The Breakup

I was so sure
That you
Were the one.

You caught my eye,
My heart leapt.
I reached out
And immediately you were mine.

Beautiful. Bold.
A little dangerous.
I thought
You were the perfect
Fit for me.

But now I doubt.

When we’re together,
I grow uncomfortable.
Standing apart, you are perfect.
But as we walk our path together
I admit it.
I long for another.

Beautiful stilettos.
We’re not meant to be.
I’m leaving you
For another—

One that is a better fit
For me.
One that doesn’t
Make me
Cry.