Day 0

going no contact with a beloved ex // ouch

Image Description: the pastry case at my local Lebanese bakery, full of various kinds of baklava

We met today at a Lebanese bakery and had The Talk. The one where I tell you I need space and you listen. I couldn’t get my words out at first so I handed you the letter I wrote. You read it and I cried. You held my hands and told me this is ok, good even, and then we both cried. 

The Patagonia-wearers sitting next to us talked loudly about disc golf and their coffee orders being wrong. I told you that you are precious to me, but I’ve also gotta be precious to me.

I need time to grieve what once was and get over you. 
You said I was brave 
that my well-being is more important than us 
seeing each other regularly. You said 
we need the now to have the later 
and we have so much later. 

You burnt your tongue on a Rose Pistachio latte. 
And here I am thinking about your mouth again.