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Walking Away

We both walked away. Who went first does not matter.

By Eclectically CreatingPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
Walking Away
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You could have held me close when I cried.

Allowing me to be vulnerable when I needed it the most.

You couldn’t handle it.

Choosing to walk away.

You could have fought a little harder.

Told me I was pretty more than once.

Held my hand.

Just showing that you wanted to be here.

But you chose to walk away.

You were my favorite.

You made me smile

Laughing harder than I thought I would.

But you were busy

Moving at 100mph while I moved at 25.

We both chose to walk away.

You met me when I was least expecting

Beautiful words meant for another

We tried to dance the tango

I was never a dancer

I chose to walk away.

Leaving you behind was harder than you’ll ever know.

I’ll pretend that it didn’t hurt

I’ll pretend that I knew it would never work.

The feelings I’ll never fake

The pain in my eyes

And maybe a glimpse in my smile.

sad poetry

About the Creator

Eclectically Creating

Writing to express things that do not always feel safe to speak outloud. Read to feel seen. Read to feel understood. And if these words reach just one that feels anything, than I am happy to have shared at all. Welcome...

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