Free to Go (old unpublished poem)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.