Unplugged

We did it.

Pulled the plug on a thing that had become lifeless

To prevent the emotional despair from intensifying.

Are we murderers?

Or did we save lives?

Time could never tell because the two people who were

Involved in the operation had come to a mutual understanding.

An agreement, if you will.

Perhaps one of the only agreements that they reached

Which was followed by action.

For 40 minutes

We sat downstairs in Park Manor North room 101.

Discussed the issues at hand.

Of course I initiated the conversation.

Told tales of how I knew we were not happy in “the relationship.”

He verified the details and even expanded on them when necessary.

Said he knew that I was more invested than he was.

Said he retreated because he felt guilty.

Guilty as if he had been being untrue to me by remaining in a relationship

That he knew wasn’t going to grow because he didn’t feel

Comfortable enough to “put himself out there.”

And he even said that he couldn’t fathom how I could have a relationship

With one of my blood, maternal siblings when

He was incarcerated in a penitentiary thousands of Miles away in Minnesota.

Said he wasn’t used to “that type of a relationship.”

What he was really saying was that I am too unconventional for him.

Said these reasons were the ones that prevented him

From wanting to spend time with me.

From wanting to hug me when he saw me at work.

From attempting to console me with something as simple as a text message

During my time of loss.

From trying to figure out what I really enjoyed.

Said they were responsible for  him standing in the portal to my room

Without wanting to enter.

The ones that provoked his ego  

To challenge my ideals with sarcastic remarks of dissent.

………………………………………………………………………….

For this reason, we ended the life support of hope

That was attempting to keep “us” a live.

Or rather it ended itself and we mutually accepted the decision

That it had made for us.

We were sort of the co-signers in this transaction.

The ones who signed the dotted line and made it officially over.

Our polar opposite mentalities and tactics for loving

Provided us the proper authority and justification.

And also took care of all of the contingency planning and legal documentation.

So that should we grow to regret this decision

&& wish to revive the thing that is dead,

We won’t be allotted the opportunity.

Any attempts of the sort are to result in both of us

Being indicted for medical malpractice,

And rotting together forever…

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