Letting go.

If you asked me what love is
before I broke up with my ex
I would say it's the best
the best feeling ever
something I really never
experienced and to say otherwise
you must be cynical or delirious.

But then things got serious
and we broke up
I started to go nuts
thinking that someone in love was 
just someone dozin'
or overdosin' on dopamine
serotonin and oxytocin
I didn't even know when to
stop.

See, these thoughts went viral
in my head and it all
spiraled downhill
as I desperately tried to make 
us work out still
but I guess I failed
I guess I nailed my heart to the 
wall on that day
and all I can say is that
maybe we aren't meant to be
and destiny is just that mental plea
for that feeling of ecstasy.

No, I'm not spiteful
in fact, I just took a bite full of 
sweet potatoes and didn't even
think of you
I think you too should move on
to new dudes and more nuanced
relationships, but take it with
a grain of salt
cause now I know the extent of
the pain I caused.

In the end, I want you to be happy
even if that means you'll never add me
on Facebook or take a look
at me, I still think it's worth it.
and yeah, I'm okay on the surface
and maybe a little below it,
but you know there's rarely been a poet
who hasn't suffered and didn't know it.

So go. Spread your wings and
fly to better things ahead of you.
Never look back because the second you do,
I'll have forgotten you too.