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Miyo Wu Poem
On a spring day without you.
Even if you aren’t there, I still remember you.
Over the clouds and peaks up high, across the rivers, across the world.
The sun never darkens, and the moon relies deeply.
The many raindrops fall, I relinquish my love to you deeply as well.
The melody, the feeling of calmness, as it reaches the summit.
I shuffle through my memories, trying to reach the feelings.
We’ve parted for long, the waves still wash things up the beach, and time never stops.
It’s as if I’m digging in the sand trying to find just a penny.
My mind is filled with information. I reach out in hopes of reaching warmth, although it's summer.
Why's everything blurred? I don’t know.
Three autumns,
the places we once shared have changed, I wonder if you have too.
The many leaves fall, I relinquish my love to you, wondering if you would return the adoration.
I’m scared if we meet. Will my feelings not yet change?
Everything is confusing but the melodies have not changed. Will I feel the excitement?
Or will this be another story in the library, time moves faster the less memories we hold, or does it only seem that way?
Surmise this is our last greeting, don’t forget me as I forget you. I already can’t remember your name. Is this our last chance?
If only the words could flow out by themselves, if only time could pause for even just a minute.
This isn’t a love story, this isn’t a tear-jerker.
I just wish you wouldn’t leave.
Over the clouds and the frigid peaks up high, across the ice, across the world.
The sun darkens from the clouds, and the moon barely appears.
The many snowflakes fall, I relinquish my barely lingering love to you.
The melody, the feeling of sentimental, as it reaches the summit.
After all these years, my thoughts still lead to you.
I hope you still remember me, just like how I still remember you.
Copyright © Miyo Wu | Year Posted 2023
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Miyo Wu Poem
Dear You,
I’m sorry. Apologies are stupid, I don’t know why I wrote one. I thought over a bunch of things. Sorry, I’ll cut straight to the point.
Sorry for not talking with you and calling you recently. It’s not you, it’s me. I just don’t know how to speak and face you like before, I don’t know what’s gotten into me. I want to call you but I don’t know if I can communicate properly, I’m scared of talking. I don’t play a lot of games and we don’t have similar interests anymore, I don’t know how to talk, joke, and laugh. Calling people scares me, and I’m scared of wasting your time again. I have a bad habit of doing something back to someone whenever they annoy me. Sorry for ignoring a lot of your texts, I just want my topic to get heard before we move on. I’m sorry for the short replies, I’ll be sure to find more words to use when I don’t know how to reply. I’m sorry.
I realized you were distancing, maybe I was just too scared to let you go. But perhaps if we weren’t friends anymore, you might be able to get better. I want you to be happy and live your life to the fullest, I don’t think I can imagine my life without you but if you can get better, I’d be okay with you ghosting me, unfriending me, blocking me, or anything. We can end this friendship, it doesn’t have to be an obligation, I don’t want our friendship to feel like a chore you must keep doing. If me and you, not being friends anymore makes you better, then yeah, I would be all okay with that.
It’ll hurt but I’ll live, I can learn how to laugh at my own jokes more, or somehow find a friend to text them to instead of you, even if it doesn’t feel the same, I can learn how to stop thinking about you every night, I can learn to not look for our months or our initials in those Tiktok slideshows. I can suppress my habit of texting you every day, I can suppress my worries about you. We can forget each other and I would be all okay with that. As long as you’re happier, healthier, living better.
You changed my life positively, you lent me your sight so I could tell you about the things I’ve been feeling, and you lent me your will to start a Google Doc just because I’m too shy to vent to someone directly. If our friendship is really leading yours in a decline, I’m sorry. You don’t have to keep this letter, it feels too cringey, but I just thought I wanted to let you know about everything.
I love you.
– me
Copyright © Miyo Wu | Year Posted 2024
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