So

I figure it out

Finally

not to call her

writing myself notes

to hang near ‘phones

DO NOT CALL

and I’m good

but then

of course she calls me

I try for polite

distance

even

she notices

asks what’s up

and I can’t

don’t want to tell

feeling my resolve melt

insides wearied again

maybe

I think

another

few more months of this

Sartre was wrong

Hell is not others

it is being me

at the end

the doing

of this shit

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