it began in 2021,
the rejection
overnight, you deciding
you wanted to leave.
your blood pink smile drained to dead white
half way down the nail bed. I
couldn’t even look at you
your half-on half-off
anti-love note
already
halfway out the door.
weeks will go by
then I’ll
cut you
down to size
but you’re here now.
I embrace your half-rejection,
you’re still hanging on.