208/365: Knowing How

And then there were three:
him, the ex who wouldn't leave, and me.
I thought I could wait.
It's easier now I'm old.
I know how to walk away.

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Just to be clear, this poem is about an old boyfriend I had well over 10 years ago and has nothing whatsoever to do with the present state of my marriage to the Palinode. He and I? We're still very, very good.