The inevitability of letting go

We were all wrong for each other.

I knew that in the same way I knew

that if I waited long enough

the sun wiould dip below the sea.

The same way you know how much

I love to sip chardonnay, holding

the glass cupped in two hands.

So I sat and watched the dark

creep in. Tasting each moment in turn.

Your smile lit the room, the smoke

from your cigarette lingered

and the tips of your fingers danced

about my thigh. You were the mistake

I would make over and over again.

 

Reviews

[Relic]

All those credentials and no reviews? There's something very wrong about that.

I can think of a girl that was a mistake in the past. I think about her a lot. There's something about those past relationships that linger. Maybe I know more now than I did back then and I wonder.

You're very good.

[Heather Hooper]

I have more poems on my instagram account hev_hooper :)

[Relic]

I never go on instagram. :-)

[JBoone]

This is very rich and full of powerful images. Well written. Letting go is never easy and memories linger like the smoke of a cigarette.

[highonwords]

this poem has a bite to eat that won't let me go until i have commented on it - but still it lingers like a shadow in front of my computer screen - everything flows well - the structure is even - the certainty to make that mistake and make that a favorite mistake of yours is all over the poem - i enjoyed reading this, heather

best,
steph