Marie McDonald

Marie McDonald Apr 2016

531 Days

You were in a cage
It's what kept us apart.
You say that you're finally free,
Celebrating 530 days

I wish I could celebrate with you.
But alas, I cannot.

If only I had found you on day 531.

What keeps us from each other now?
My soul is still tormenting me
Holding tightly to you
As I desperately try to let go.

I'm happy for you.

In response to "The Stages of My Post Break-Up Mind"

Marie McDonald Feb 2016

Untitled

When I read you
I miss you
I long for what we had.

I dream of what we were
And what we could I have been.

I think about
All that was left undone.

I fantasize
I could change this
We could be all that, and more.

But then my head overtakes me heart
And I remember
That missing you doesn't mean I need you
It means I'm moving on.

— The End —