A note from her | Poetry

Stop

at least once

and realise

what you’ve done wrong.

 

Go.

Carry on

with the life

we could have shared.

 

Run

away from

the problems

piling up.

 

Don’t wait

for me.

Not that

you were planning to.

 

Live well.

My final

wish to you

as I stand on the edge.

 

It was fun.

No. Not really.

I only suffered

as you blamed it on love.

 

Close my eyes.

Count to three.

And allow oblivion

to swallow me whole.

 

Stay happy.

Don’t blame yourself.

It was all my fault

for trusting too much.

 

Goodbye.

In our next lives

I hope we never meet,

I hope I am happy.

 

 

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