Gone you are
once again
you told me so
you told me your
relationships were off and on.
I decided
I could be on whether you were
here or gone.
I find I cannot.
I can choose to be sad
we have ended.
Or, I could pretend
in my head
the dinner you invited me to
still exists and we are going; together.
I do not feel as lonely as I did before
before I met you
before there was a we
at the grocery store, getting your auto fixed
and viewing damage caused by the storm of 2016.
For a while, we were together, together
and now, I am alone.
As I knew, I am okay.
I have little desire to go out there
and get my nose and soul bloodied once more.
The pleasure was worth the pain
and maybe, someday, soon,
I will try again
and choose better
more wisely or
allow love to lead the way.
Better to have loved and lost….
Good write my friend.
thank you, I consider this a high compliment.