All That's Left
I wrote you a letter-
In it, everything
I want you to know
And how I feel
After all this time.
Not a single tear
Is shed-you're not worth it.
Not anymore.
No hard feelings.
I knew you couldn't get it.
I erased
Word
By
Word-
Reading it over and
Wondering if we'll
Ever speak again and
What would be said.
Word after word,
They disappear
Along with the bottled up
Emotions I had for you.
Once the last word
Is gone,
All that's left
Is a blank page-
A new chance to start over,
And my name
That's signed at the bottom.
All that you left
Was a memory,
And a sad, confused girl
That grew and matured
Into a more realistic,
Aware young lady.
I grew to love you,
And I grew to let you go-
All that's left is a memory.
Copyright © Josey Portas | Year Posted 2007
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment