I Grew Up

“There comes a time when we realize that our parents cannot save themselves or save us, that everyone who wades through time eventually gets dragged out to sea by the undertow." - John Green

The car is defrosting,

Bags in the back seat.

All set to go until you walk in.

"I was going to help you pack,

You're leaving soon."

No.

I was just about to leave.

Don't act like you care.

You chose her,

You don't get to take it back.

Have to thank you though.

You made me independent.

Made me know I'll be fine on my own.

Don't offer to help.

 

Three bulky bags in my back seat.

Weigh about ten pounds each.

I got this.

Don't try to save me.

Can you even save you?

Reviews

[WithLoveandLoss.]

Really strong, the style and the narrator. I loved it, reminds me of one of my own poems...similar experiences! Good work