letting go is my greatest act of love to you
letting go is the bravest thing I've done in a while
my home, my rock, myself in its entirety
you've moved on now
fazed between secluded spaced and secular concepts
I wish you were once again tangible
so that I could see you again
maybe only one last time
or many many last times indefinitely
that I would let you know I haven't forgotten or moved on
rather healed and changed my form, as you have
Posted in response to the challenge Release.
a time, there was a girl who adored space. She read pages upon pages of books about constellations and the stars, memorizing names and how many miles away they were from earth.
I feel like I'm imposing
Which isn't fair for you to do,
It's not fair that you make me feel like I'm on the outside
I hate sitting here, trying to reignite what once was
I thought we we're doing this anymore
subjugated to solitude eternal,
only perceiving and watching love,
maybe receiving it but never understanding it
never internalizing it
it bounces off. Doesn't stick,
unkept and unruly and unclean.
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