I was to carry the key but my anxiety Had gnashed my digits down to stumps. While the little bird grew back her plume. She finds herself beyond my fragile cage, The world is avant-garde, bright with bloom. But she looks back sorrowfully on me. “I’m sorry. It’s time for me to go now.” And all I can do is nod quietly. Swallow the bolder knit in my throat From the years we have built. Light as air, she steps into sunlight And I dissolve into darkness. So long as she fashions a smile I will fabricate one all the while.
it’s so hard to let go of someone when you know how easily you could reach out to them they’re only one call away and yet you’re doing everything you can to make sure you don’t end up looking through your contacts trying to find their name and you tried to block them but who were you kidding? when you know their number by heart now it feels like you’re worlds apart and there’s nothing else you can do but to try and let them go