Let go.
The trust isn't there.
The hope non-existent.
You are a part of my life.
But you are not in my life.
Another slice.
Another shadow.
Do I really need another?
The moments are real,
But not real life.
Stolen.
Borrowed.
Tender and warm.
Yet fleeting.
I keep my own counsel.
Do you even realize?
To shrug off the openings I allow,
Will cost you the prize.
I'm stronger than the others.
I will not beg.
I will not plead.
Are you there?
Or too busy with you?
Your choices.
Your priorities.
Will limit my ability to give.
And diminish our possibilities.
I've learned that lesson.
I won't repeat my past.
I deserve more.
Kat
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