When Forever Says Goodbye

Poetry

The shattered pieces of what we were hit me

with a punch-gut magnitude, quaking through

and wrecking all the memories we left behind

when you made your way out that door.

(You were so sure it was what you wanted,

and I never saw you turn a glance back.)

Days could have passed, I don’t know

(it’s foggy when the love of your life

acts as if you were just a footnote

in the opening chapter of her life),

yet every day I waited for a call

just to hear your voice once more…

But you were gone, slipped away,

cleaner than a sleight of hand.

I could have asked the questions,

I could have been a nuisance,

or I could have made life harder,

enough for you to strike back

in a legal retaliation in court —

but I’m not that kind of guy.

Isn’t that why you decided to stay?

When you finally reappeared on socials,