To fall out of love 
is no quick task.
It is slow, steady, 
and rarely abrupt.

Heartbreak is tension
that stretches its legs to
prepare 
for the crash.

It's a sluggish

...breath...

...sipping...

...slow...

...black...

...soot...

Each particle over time
misses the mold
of what we imagine
as the perfect match.

So we arrive at a crossroads
for each party to be resold,
to another lover
with no strings attached.