Make Up to Break Up
“Sometimes intimacy isn’t reconciliation — it’s delay.”
We break up
to make up
after we just broke up.
I hold her.
All she does is cry and cum
becomes undone
while I stroke her.
It’s not the sex.
It’s the release of pain.
She says,
I love you so much.
Then I come back
and stay.
We’d sleep days away,
stay up late.
That’s when the problems disappear
and all the cheer in your heart fades.
Because I’m leaving today.
We just made back up
to start back at one.
It’s over.
