goodbye

i can’t say the words choking my throat,

nor let go,

as you walk over the threshold

to a brighter life.

 

dare to miss you

produces cracks, splinters

my broken heart.

 

would you miss me?

think on our laughs, intimacy,

our banter?

 

am i left with skeletons of the past,

hidden away in a broom closet,

in your brilliant mind?

 

no. i’d be forgotten, in the gray memories,

as you face the glittery, new city

teeming with fresh, alive faces.

 

Pen down,

Hannah

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