When the once proud mind to silence and mumbles has fallen

I looked at your Tweets Again this morning
And that's somehow awkward for you.
Used to be I could justify my living
By looking at your Tweets
.
But I made the unpardonable sin of choosing
My estranged wife over you
the woman I have not seen In ten years
The woman I damaged my marriage just to keep as a far off friend
.
As I fall farther in to the darkness
I debate the wisdom of totally blocking someone
crying over missing your mother's memorial
because some songs remind them of you
.
How then for the blocked one share the waze trip,
Warning you so that you could choose to
have the blocked one met with a red and blue light show,
or your hugs and/or your husbands hugs
.
(Or responses in between)