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Well, goodbye
Post by Post by The Beast Girl on March 13, 2009 at 22:31 | Category: Not So Cool,Poems,Really?How dare you request my friendship.
Ask and not receive?
The friend you’ve never known,
you know I would be to you.
But I have not the energy.
As you let go, you reached out.
With that same motion,
hold me at arms length.
While before I saw the man in you,
I now see the other side.
The man is but a boy;
afraid, unsure, and crying out.
You don’t come crying to me.
You sit alone in your corner,
cowering and helpless;
refusing an out-stretched hand.
I wish you would let me in
but I can only watch at a distance.
Well, goodbye distance.
For distance only exists
if there are two points.
And now there is one.
I can watch no longer.
I can wait no longer.
My mind makes me angry,
demanding my heart.
But it is time.
You made me laugh the most.
I have never cried so hard.
Farewell sweet boy—
may you grow up to be the man I knew.
5 Responses to “Well, goodbye”
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My dear,
That is really sad, but I think you’re doing the right thing in saying goodbye. And I think poetry is the best way to say it. Thanks for sharing girlfriend, it broke my heart to read it because I’ve been in that same position and know how you must feel. But I am proud of you for being brave and taking that step!!!It’s time to move on to 2.0. :)
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