TJ Samuels Poet Free verse

Reversed Signs

Isn't it ironic?

You sat on my right side when we first met
And you exited my life making a left turn down my street
It was my right hand that comforted you in the beginning 
And it was my left hand that tore off something that was supposed to be permanent in the end

How the directions changed as we danced together 
Entering on the right leaving on my left
Poetic almost
How my right hand wrote stanzas about you
While my left hand is cursed to remember the words I never got to write
How it wiped away your tears
How both hands would wrap around your waist holding you close

Now we're on opposite sides of the compass
Never to be close to each other again
While I set off in my own direction 
My hands itch to write your name once again
But I resist 
For that left turn signal is still etched into my mind
Just as all our memories are
But that is all they are
Memories of the past

All I can do now is move onto my own path
And live with the empty space of where someone used to be.

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