frankly, i don’t even remember how it happened…
how it ended, that is….
it’s all a blur to me now…
you know how messed up i was then…
i don’t think i ever said goodbye to anyone…
just slipped away into something else or somewhere else…
like water slipping through your hands…
never becoming attached…
i don’t think i ever let myself get attached…
to anything…
to anyone…
too much…
because i didn’t know how…
maybe didn’t want to know how…
to get attached…
so i wouldn’t have to say goodbye…
Hi, here’s hoping that was just something you had to share to us who never knew how to say our goodbyes to people we tried to reach out to but never quite did. That was a very honest piece of poetry almost taken out of a dialogue in some stage play. You are still around though. I mean that was just something you composed like poetry on the run.
Thank you.