For Those About To Cry (I console You)

it's just a roundabout way of saying I became my ex I basically was codependent but this is a lighthearted poem comparatively but the idea that I will move on I'll be happy and I am will never change

The first thing I do when I’m about to cry is I think about what I did wrong..
Where I was and what impact it had on you.
Because at the end of the day, or at least until 11:59pm I try to do what it is that pleases you.
I know that if you’re feeling upset.. I’ll cry for you. I’ve done it before.
Crying isn’t a sad thing. Whenever we do it we get so close in our hearts without even touching that the thorns fall off, we gain 5,000 eyelashes, we sleep much better, and most importantly it lets you know I’ll do whatever it takes to be wet when you’re bone dry. I’ll swim an ocean of tears that taste a hint of chamomile (to cover the salt) and what is that …cinnamon? I can’t discern. we do it together, we do it apart, accidentally, on purpose at breakfast after you've abused your make-up. We do it with the dog. We do it at the pond. As if it could use any more water. but suddenly to address it would be wrong. SO we won’t. Our shirts will get soaked and become see-through … just imagine you’re swimming in a pool of sweet release. Let’s do it again sometime. I love you.