… It almost feels like nature,

but for the concrete bench

sounds of construction

cars

people

 

But the flowers are pretty, at least

 

And i’m alone for a moment

here with my thoughts

and a pen

 

There’s a battle being waged

in my soul

love is beautiful and terrible and

 

Oh, goddess, it hurts to breathe

 

I wasn’t ready for this to end

but I suppose that’s how it usually works

 

I understand, and part of me thinks

this is the right choice

this is better for both of us

I never really made you happy anyway

 

And the other part just hurts

and is angry

and sad

and lost

 

How could you??

 

After all the conversations

all the measured thoughts

and careful choices

 

We started building a castle

it was going to be so beautiful

and we felt safe for a moment

 

Home

 

… and then you took it away.

 

Before we even had a chance

to try

 

You saw the real

and it terrified you

 

So you ran

 

I want to call you a coward

but I understand

I’m terrified too

 

And I thought I could trust

 

in you

 

… silly me.

 

I guess I’m stronger than most

only because I have to be

 

Who will be strong for me?

 

Whatever.

 

This too shall pass.

 

Thank you for the time we shared

the laughter

the love

the memories

 

You’ve helped me grow, and become

stronger

wiser

calmer

 

You were careful not to promise

anything

so I guess I should have known

 

Go fly, little bird

 

Find your wings

 

And I’ll find mine again