I never used to "goodbye"
But I guess it's easier now
That you're just another guy
Another person to let go of

I never used to count my blessings,
But now they seem lesser and lesser
And you've become a burden
When I have to tell him why I won't say it back

I never used to shy away from love,
But the word never seemed so rough
Looking back at it
Maybe it never started with you

for us to fall in love
we would have to be within scent range

and even then its not a given

travelling the path of love-
oftentimes sullen

this child accepts grazed knees
and the chiding of love-

that love knows best-
knows my path

knows the way-
knows the how.

If
you want the truth,
He
wasn't you.