Puppies exacerbate problems in relationships, my therapist said

I had everything

And then nothing, all at once

A castle in the middle of the city

A sweet, fuzzy cat by my side

A boyfriend who loved me

And a puppy I took everywhere with pride.

We frolicked through green grass

Stomped on gray cement

Turned his paws brown

And he jumped into the blue

He shivered and shivered

I wrapped him like a burrito

Little did I know

It would be the last.

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They warned about this moment

"Don't play house" they said

Advice received too late

I came home from work

There was yellow, and brown

All over the floor

"You will not live here anymore."

And "It's your fault he pooed, now there's the door."

This poem is unstable

And so am I

I have BPD

A mood disorder galore

The first half of our relationship, plagued

By uncontrollable jealousy, red anger

I'm better now, with meds in tote

We fell in love again, just like I'd hoped.

But that was before the puppy

Now I'm just a cleaning machine

A failed one, you see

So I'll take my cat

And move back

To the city and the people who accepted me.