its the first birthday of his
since we broke up.
i see his posts on instagram,
and people wishing him a good day.
i want to do the same,
but all i can think about
is why it ended
and how i hate him,
and now i don't want
to wish him a good day.
i want to message him
and remind him
of how much he hurt me,
how thorns still grow
within my ribcage.
i'm trying not to hate him
but it's hard not to
when i see his cruelty
everywhere
i look.