she used to breathe poetry
out of sadness, out of heartache,
out of everything that hurts.
but now she speaks words
that give light and life,
words that encourage,
words that fills someone's
soul with gladness.
she is you.

I never get to say good bye
So my love,
I'm letting you go.

I'll never dream of a second
chance with you,
Nor imagine and pray
that it will be us again one day.

I am letting you go
in my imagination
in my cliche poems
in my everyday writings
and mostly
in my stubborn heart.

I hope you fly high
I hope you reach for the stars
praying and hoping you
get the best in life.

I love you
for the last time.