Will
Thank you for being my home but it's time to let you go.

I only want to see you,
Feel you,
Help you.
Love you.
You listen to me, no judgement
You’re in awe of me
I guess I revel in it
You keep me safe, unafraid
You would walk through fire
Just for me
Only me
“You know how I feel about you, right?”
It’s your favorite question for me
My heart knows that you are mine,
No matter how many.
I can’t fight that I’m yours.
It’s been 11 years since I left.
Now, I look for summer.
The annual rendezvous with you,
I carry those moments
As my yearly resolutions.
That’s what makes it hurt.
That’s why I question my mind
Why won’t I let you be?
Narcissism? A safety net?
Knowing that someone out there
Will always love me?
I have a plan.
As we approach 30,
We can make it work
Next time,
Leave that place.
Come with me!
I will take care of you.
I got you.
Is that selfish of me?
To ask you to leave,
Everything you’ve ever known?
Your roots.
Your tribe.
Your home.
I can be your new home.
Isn’t that where the heart is?
No matter how many people I lay with,
No matter how happy I think I am
When you’re near
Every thought,
Every memory,
Every moment,
Lives within you.
I can’t be selfish.
Arrogant.
Scared.
Controlling.
We’ll both find others,
Eventually.
Can they possess us?
The way we possess each other?
I have no answer.
For now,
I will continue looking for summer;
Our annual rendezvous.
The next time,
I go home,
To you.
About the Creator
Lexi Pratt
Lately, I've been holding myself back. This time, I'm trying a different approach. My imagination is vivid, emotional, and BLACK so let's see what that looks in words.


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