at my lowest, my most vulnerable, when i needed you the most
you chose to leave
you chose alone
you made that decision
before you came
your hands couldnt hold mine
your words hurt
- you will need help for that depression again you said...
stings, so many
a cigarette couldnt be shared
you were long gone
no it wasnt a conversation
it was news to be relayed
maybe it was needed to be done
but it could have been done better
package it outside of a streetside coffee shop maybe
somewhere a tear could be shed
where a hug could have smoothened the edges
i couldnt have felt stranger
or more alive than a dried frail branch
that you stepped on and left behind cracked on that dusty road
and only today I know why and how i feel.
its taken me this long to know i was in pain.
3/01/24
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