You are a bisexual woman in her early forties (for the sake of this exercise, you can consider this your early prime) who has just gone through a bad break-up with her girlfriend. The break-up was entirely the other person’s fault, as you are a hot, well-adjusted, therapy-savvy and altogether awesome woman who is unlikely to have done anything wrong, other than falling in love with the wrong person, which you only did because you have such a good heart. Taking this perspective without irony but with a decently-sized dash of narcissism, while also clearly demonstrating the influence of Brené Brown, Taylor Swift and any other femme-presenting white feminists who enjoy talking about themselves and sprinkling human psychology and self-deprecating humour into their writing, please make use of half-rhymes, and some rhythm (but not full form, unless you want to try for a contemporary sonnet) to write a poem about the break-up in no more than 40 lines. You can write more than one if you get inspired by the topic and somehow find yourself unable to stop.