It's Nothing Personal

February 2, 2018

Dear Counsulor,

It's nothing personal.

When I bared my soul

I should have expected--

but it felt so good to be accepted

and it was your job

to tell them every sob.

It's nothing personal.

The next day, we both know

when I apologized

it was forced lies

and you said you had to;

of course I wouldn't blame you.

It's nothing personal.

But in the end, my heart is not consoled.

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