You threw my letters away

And then you called me names

I never thought I'd see that look in your eyes

When rage meets sadness

And tears apart

The love you could have had

But everybody's

Explaining to me

A simple thing

Easy as a pie

And I admit that I don't want to hear it

And that's

(It's part of the process)

You gave me back my gifts

I gave you back your friends

You stopped calling me names

You stopped calling at all

And all that remains now

Is the tone of your phone

And every folk trying to cheer me up

Have only one thing written on their lips

I know it's true

And I know we are done

But I do not want to say it out loud

It's part of the process

Dreaming of you all night

Can't figure out why we split

Turning around

In my head

Repassing every detail

But everything is blurred

So why did it end?

After all

My good friends told me

I am gonna cry

And I am gonna be angry as fuck

And cry again and the be exhausted

It's part of the process

I tried to delete all the photos

I tried not to listen to the songs

Made a box with all your things

Offered it to the street

Came home and had a cigarette

But I feel guilty and weak

It's part of the process

A few weeks later we bump

into each other by chance

You're no longer angry

You smile at me clumsily

Ask me if I want a tea

We have wild sex at your place and it feels like a mistake

Sweet mistake

And you seem doubtful but I know you're not

You ceased to love me on this kitchen floor

And it was only 15 days ago

Now the only words rolling in my head

Are just

It's part of the process

Today a year's gone by

It has been days of sadness

And days of joy

My self-trust blooms

Feel like a new person finally

This fucking shit I had to go through

It was only steps to take me to now

And all of the love, and all of the hate

It was just

Parts of the process