walking away … looking back

you asked me just the other day

were you a different person then?

yes:

all that time we were together

me living under your shadow

i’d put you on that plinth

so of course

you fell.

til,

in the end ’twas an easy choice

when all we had left

was bitterness

and bile;

i left

though some part

of me was quietly hoping

you felt the same – would ask me back

so that together we might start all over again.

only,

i waited and waited

and you never did.

now i see at last

I’m not that girl any longer

ten years have since passed

today i’m a little stronger.

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