Thursday, October 9, 2014

Free to Go (old unpublished poem)

I called to be sure you’re well,
because breaking up
is a painful way to start over. 

I called to thank you
for all the tears you made me cry,
for all the love you put inside
(no poem is worth a damn without it). 

I called to forgive you, to forget you,
to let your last words
be the eraser against my heart. 

Because I’ve never needed anyone
like I once needed you.
And now that you know,
you are free to go. 

So please—go.

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