i write to say goodbye to you
but my words won't come-
i don't know what i want out of my life-
what it should look like-
the colors- the dreams
i never expected any of it to materialize
and then here it is-
the love i planned and wanted,
the multitude of careers-
the ways the rain clings
softly. slowly- i know i must leave you
your skeleton isn't quite dead yet
and keeps coming out of the closet-
it keeps your hands full
and your heart busy.
i know your eyes still look for me
and your flesh misses myne.
but life is tough enough,
i don't need to be bringing
doubt. insecurity. and unrequited love
into it

not that you didn't return my love-
you placed it nicely between ribbons
and sighed into my soul-
imprinting yourself and your undeniable want.

want isn't always enough.
neither is love
that's why this goodbye
doesn't make sense
and yet, it's the natural next footprint.

i love you
and always will.

knowing time, like the waves
will continually wash it away.

-a.