i am tolerant of his exit cuz
it taught me so much about
me there's no other way to
learn
that i like old trucks without in-
door doors, i like the patience
that he took me to: i at last was
the sane one not the crazy i
always saw thru my x's eyes
i pulled together sane; yet, i
could tell by his actions: he
suspected and thus when he
he texted "i'm done" i know he
discovered i was anything but
