Separation Anxiety

I agreed reluctantly to a break

Afraid I would learn to love my independence all over again

Wake up from my “single” honeymoon wondering what the fuck

I was doing in a relationship to begin with

I acquiesced to a break

All the while nervous I would enjoy having my space back

That I would be hard-pressed to let go of the freedom

When the break was over

I said yes to the break

Orchestrated the whole move

Willing to make it work out for both of us

Moving into the new place, leaving her in the old one

I said yes even while I questioned if a week was all we needed

But better a week than nothing the voice said

It would go by quickly

It would test the theory of wanting to be with her for the rest of my life