A whole new world
I have hopes,
That erosion will only leave some twists in the road I follow.
That you will be proud of me,
A reassuring smile will linger on your lips,
Before I leave.
I know that I shouldn’t leave my possessions scattered amongst the floor,
Little tokens of my past.
They should be
Confined.
But I can’t bring myself to reach down under the river
And pick them up.
Instead,
I am a waterfall.
I see the disappointment in your eyes.
I am leaving you,
After you have left yourself
For me.
I am sorry.
I will come back, sit in your lap,
Let you stroke my sun-bleached hair,
Relive my memories with me.
But I must go.
One last squeeze,
And your fingers reluctantly release mine.
You nod once,
And I turn to walk away.
But, I make the mistake
Of looking back.
I can’t stop my feet from
Escaping
to
You
For one last hug
Before I leave.
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