Parmesan

It's not just you.

It's every reference to coupledom.

Ever.

It's every affectionate public display I happen to catch out of the corner or front of my eye.

It's every meaningless fuck.

No.

It's every one-sided fuck.

It's everyone who doesn't love me.

Shaved Parmesan is a theme in my life today.

But when everything hurts.

All the time.

And there's no way to fix it.

There comes a point when

everything

shuts

down.

Like a circuit breaker switching off.

I can't feel this anymore.

Therefore

I will stop feeling.

It's still there.

It's always there.

But it doesn't matter.

I remember what that feels like.

I remember how this works.