My Exes

I always try to live at peace with my exes,
to stay on friendly terms.
We don't have to be friends,
just respect each other.
But, I don't want to see them again.
They've done a lot for/to me:
the successes, the failures
the skins and the bruises,
the wins, the loses.
Each made me stronger, longer suffering.
But I'm glad they're gone.
I'm glad they're ex's and not my nows.
For before my final bows
I'll have many more. (I hope)
Every year a new breakup.
Some ugly, some fine
It's how we learn from our time,
from what we've done to what we do.
I just look them in the eye and say,
It's not me, it's you.