The best part about this city is that it is so big, you can break my heart in it and never have to worry about seeing me on your morning train.
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Trista Mateer
Trista Mateer is a writer and poet. She won the Goodreads Choice Award in 2015 for poetry with The Dogs I Have Kisse
You’re not my biggest heartbreak anymore. What a delicate relief to both of us.
I slept incredibly well before I met you.
My heart looks like a bruise and I almost don't mind.
I can’t remember why we stopped writing love letters and started crying drunkenly into the phone.
i like to tell myself that i wasn’t really in love with you but even on the months i forget to pay my credit card bills, i still remember to check your horoscope.
I said I’d never write another poem about you, but everything is a metaphor for the way that we left each other. Birds flying south for the winter. Rivers running to the sea. The moon stuck struggling in its orbit and never really going anywhere at all.
I was carving my name into your side and you were calling me soft, calling me gentle. I do not think you were paying attention.
Sometimes I think I resented you so much it felt like love.
can we say goodbye again? i miss the way you rip me open.
I'm not sure I even know how to let you go.
I read somewhere that it’s okay to miss people even if you don’t want them in your life anymore; and I hope that’s true. I hope everything I feel is okay.
You are not defined by the people who walk away from you.
At this point it's not about finding someone to replace you. I have spread my love all over the place.