Here are the days, spread out in front of you like a deck of cards. Do you want to see a magic trick? Pick a day, any day, and I’ll tell you if you’ve met me yet.
Queen of Hearts. It is a Thursday and you love me already. It is a Thursday and I love you back. I fall flat into a puddle when I turn the corner and see you, and we spend the next four hours in the rain. If I keep going, the days will get shorter and the sun coming up will be the rise and fall of my chest while I sleep.
King of Diamonds. I do. I show the ring to everyone we’ve ever met and I dance with all of my ghosts before telling them that I am leaving for good. You still love me the way you did when I was a stranger, and I can’t decide if that is a good thing. Pick another card.
Four of Clovers. It is a Monday and our car breaks down, so we pass the time in the back seat, whispering stardust into each other’s skin. I would unfold galaxies to have this day back. We forget to call AAA and fall asleep with our bare skin sticking to the leather seats. I love you more than I promised.
Ace of Spades. It is winter. We bury ourselves under the soil and sleep until our skin feels warm again. You wake up and don’t love me the same way. I kiss you and the leaves don’t grow back. Winter continues for 6 weeks while we try to find old love notes pressed under our eyelids and fingernails. All I find is HOME scribbled in lipstick in the hollow of your collarbone.

You have been the love of my life. It is okay that you left, even though you took a few of my things with you. You don’t want to pick another card. You’re crying. I tell you that this doesn’t change anything, that everything is beautiful even while it is ending.

You say you don’t believe in magic anymore.
Come closer. I want to see the way you doubt.


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Buy half-price lingerie and model it in your bedroom for yourself. Feel like you have a secret because you’re wearing black, see-through underwear while talking to your teacher about your next assignment. Glance at attractive strangers on public transportation. When they look back, hold their gaze for a few seconds. Smile. Get their number. Get off the train and never see them again, riding the high of your mutual minute of understanding. Accept more dinner invitations with people who spark your interest, romantically or not. Keep yourself busy with the things your relationship used to keep you from doing. Practice a hobby. Learn a new language and feel how good it is to say “goodbye” in a new way. Fuck yourself in the shower. Begin to appreciate sex in a way you couldn’t before. Sing along to pop songs without guilt. Buy yourself flowers to tuck behind your ear. Laugh easily. Let the ache hollow out more room for you to grow. When you catch your ex on the street six months later, smile when they tell you you’ve changed. Consider telling them you are a wildfire that burned over the places they touched. Consider reminding them you cannot know every space in someone by running your fingers over them. For a second, consider asking them to take you back and then laugh because you are no longer the same person they held. You are a wildfire and the world is made of brush. Go ahead and burn.


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