Last night
When you told me that night
you were leaving
I trembled.
The buckles holding my knees
unlatched.
And I forgot how to stand up.
You said you need time
to discover yourself.
Maybe I wasn't enough to help you
discover yourself.
You left your keys
and I instantly knew you
will never return.
Why would you?
Why would you return to me?
When you packed your paintings and books
I knew it's done.
I 'm done.
The life we built from scratch
turned back to scratch.
That night when you kissed me
one last time
I could taste the ash in my mouth.
I should've cherished it.
You slammed the door right at my face
and into my heart.
I heard the footsteps
'til I can hear no more.
When you told me that night
you were leaving
I trembled.
Because this has happened before.
And I know it will happen again.
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Rainbow Bliss: An Anthology of LGBTQ+ Poetry & Stories
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