poetry · Writing

So go

Why don’t you ever stay gone?

Why do you come back to leave again?

This time for real

For far

“Birthday Week”

Was the ruse

Let’s not forget the drive-by in May

Stopped at the stop sign

And waited

Too cowardly to face me

Confident enough to stalk me

Let’s not forget: you emailed the same day

Wishing me a fine summer

Now that the winter is gone

Where were you

When I have been struggling

You intrude once again

Not to wish me a happy birthday

No

Not to tell me you’re sorry

For all of it

But to tell me you’re moving to Italy

Leaving the house you wouldn’t let go of

I bought you that special book

Imported from Italy

Because you wouldn’t go

You wouldn’t go

So go

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18 thoughts on “So go

  1. So sorry that happened on your birthday. If today is your birthday happy birthday if it isn’t happy belated birthday 🎂🎂.

    Whoever it is doesn’t deserve you treating you that way and playing games with your heart so sorry.

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    1. Thanks, Anthony. I appreciate it. That wasn’t my birthday thank goodness. It’s today. Thanks for the birthday wishes.😊✨

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  2. I can feel your pain in this poem. So sorry to read this. As Anthony has said, the person doesn’t deserve you if they treat you like this.

    And I agree with MaryG regarding those powerful lines.

    Sending hugs your way for however you need them, whether just hugs, or hugs of strength etc… x

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  3. Amy ❤ … sorry you are being treated like this. Pooja had a guest writer, and she too has spoken about a term “breadcrumbing” !! Originally, I thought it was like “Fair weather friends”, but no … it’s way worse and I have been strung along before and still (nice nature … gag). None of this matters except that I loved your poem and when my ship comes in … we’re going to Italy! Happy Birthday despite and I pray time is always on your side! ❤

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    1. Thanks, Siri. This is kind of like breadcrumbing, but more like coming back around to assuage guilt. At least that’s what I think. Can we go somewhere other than Italy? How about France?♥️♥️♥️

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