I will not hate you forever.
In fact
as lines blur between extremes
I may love you again
quite soon
so I would like to put a pin
in our future
while I simmer and seethe.

A placeholder is necessary
so that we don’t lose
all the momentum we have built
after all this time.
We cannot destroy everything from before
just because of this minor
all-encompassing rage.
It’ll pass, I’m sure.
Maybe it’ll pass.
Probably.
Possibly.

Let’s give it a week.

I need some time
with my smoldering remains of a soul
to entertain thoughts of the future
and figure out how to continue.
Just a placeholder
until next week
when we can see
if peace can reign
or how to pick up
the rain of pieces
of the wreckage of our lives.