I broke up with myself 

because I wasn’t treating me right

I started petty fights and

left passive-agressive notes 

on the kitchen counter

I beat me down and

made me feel worthless

I wouldn’t let me go out 

with my friends

we didn’t have the same taste in music and

I cared too much about sports but

not enough about global warming

I just didn’t look at me the way I used to and

worst of all

I was selfish in bed

we had a good run 

I just didn’t see a future with myself

now I would be free to do whatever or 

whoever I wanted

of course there was the issue 

of who would take the flat screen TV

I let myself have it but 

I took all of the first edition books and 

of course – 

the antique copper tea kettle