Goodbye to a part of you;
Not all, as we remain entwined.
Decided to stay friends one day,
Which cut off a choking vine.
This vine, we called it romance,
And intimate contact.
We loved parts of one another, but not enough,
And that’s okay, in fact.
I’m proud, friend, that you told me;
I thank you for your trust.
It means we can find someone who we can fully love,
And still hold each other up.
Goodbye to the part of you
That lies open just for me.
Goodbye to a future life and house;
I’ve thrown away my key.
We’ve put away our photos,
Yet treasure the memories.
What we had is over, but not gone;
We honor history, you and me.
You told me if we must ever part,
To first say goodbye.
I will, but will work to never have to,
Because you’re pretty cool, my guy.
Written on 2023-08-20. This is about a transition between two people from romantic lovers to friends, inspired by an experience I had. They valued their relationship very much, and lament that it's over, but celebrate but determined to remain bonded, returning to their roots as best friends and each other's supporters.
