someday

i remember the day
you caught the wind
inside your arms and
kissed its cheek once
before letting it go.
you told me that if
i really loved him i
would let him go, but
i never was able to
ask you how i was
supposed to let you
go if i never had you
in the first place.
you were never one
to be hypocritical
like me, but you
were always one to
call me out on it.
i never wanted to be
something that my
mother once was, but
sometimes we cannot
become what our poor
hearts aspire us to.
you always picked
the girls that were
fine; the ones who
when they said they
were okay, they really
meant it.  you never
liked the broken ones.
you never wanted one
that you had to save.
you never wanted me.
and somehow, that was
okay because in a way,
that was me letting
go of you, just like
you never had me 'cause
you never took me.

Reviews

[KeeD]

Beautiful piece, I like the presentation and the story it tells. I like the imagery where you compared the relationship to an armful of wind, you can only try and hold on to it for so long but it has to be set free, it's to complicated to hold on too, sometimes It's like it was never there, sometimes it feels like it will always be around. Pretty cool write, Very creative, a lot of respect to this piece which has both strength and emotion flowing very well.

[Hey Hey Renee]

Thanks so much! :)

[gombeggar]

well done...good expression of the confounding life-game of relationships of people

[Hey Hey Renee]

Thank you :)

[quinfinn]

a beautiful introspective piece of romantic anarchy, if you'll excuse the expression. well written and thought provoking. i would widen the body of the write to make it easier to follow and a smoother read, other than that i think it is wonderful.

[Hey Hey Renee]

Thank you :)

[quinfinn]

welcome

[Coyote Poetry]

The mystery and wonder of life allow us to wish and dream. I like the complete poem. The ending was amazing.
"that was
okay because in a way,
that was me letting
go of you, just like
you never had me 'cause
you never took me."
Something are best never done or started. Will make us wish for more and be sad. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Hey Hey Renee]

Thank you :)