final words

inspired by letting go of things you can't control. a lil rambling of my thoughts. hoping to find some peace from a certain situation.

I don't have any final words

to end our fateful friendship.

I have written you verses, letters,

spoke them into the night, etched

forever into my bones,

or at least, what I thought forever looked like.

I could write about all our misgivings,

but I think it's better to release every

wince, every shock, every compromise,

into the wind. and watch it take its course.

In truth, there is always a beauty that comes

from this, from hours on the phone,

from dreaming on the bus ride home,

the pain of losing myself only to find her

when I needed it the most.

the forgiving, the second chances, 

the benefits of doubting then rerouting my

ming to try and get used to change.

I think I'm getting used to change.

so I leave you with a goodbye that may

never reach your ears, but I have heard it

I have heard it crystal clear.

And if our paths cross, I'll wish you luck

on your way home.

I know I'm on my way.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Has the sound of the aftermath of some type of relationship gone sour. I pick up some residual pain, but it appears the speaker has meditated on the situation and has emotionally released the other. Of course, reconciliations do happen, but so does backsliding, when people fall back into the same bad relationships for the same bad reasons. Stay alert and stay aware.

[Elle]

you got it spot on! emotional release is what I was hoping to create within this poem - it's always important to be aware of what's good and bad for you, I think writing gets it all untangled!