Poetry 101: Farewell

goodbye

I knew this day was coming, the day I’d have to say goodbye. How will I be able to? You are mine. You were my yes in a sea of no’s, my familiar in a room of strangers, my friend in isolation.
Like a rainbow after a rainstorm, you gave me new hope. Hope that me, just as I was could be enough. It wasn’t the way I looked or what I could do. It was just me that you wanted there, real and unfiltered.

But now I must say goodbye. The love I have for you will never die but it must fade. I have to make room for the one who can be forever. I wanted it to be you, I pleaded for it to be you. But my heart has shot past you. I couldn’t be to you what you were for me, and maybe I wasn’t meant to.
And so I release you. You my nearly beloved, my almost paramour, my all but lover.

*image: Michael Phelan

100 Word Story

It was just a meal between friends, or that’s what I convinced myself it was. The butterflies in my stomach told the real story. I was going to see you, my if only”, my “I wish”.

We sat down to the table across from each other, we talked, we laughed, just like friends do. But while you smiled I was bleeding inside. Every look you gave me was like a shot to the heart, and it cried why.

Why is this so easy, but yet so hard?

Why do I torture myself this way?

Why am I such a fool?