Go

There are so many words I can find

to describe how I feel right now

Hurt, deceived, abandoned,

but mostly just numb

The feelings all jumble

into such a mess

that I can’t sort out any of it

I can’t believe the same person

so dedicated to stepping in

and saving me in my darkest moment

would cut me off so near-completely

but then leave these dangling threads

and ways to reconnect

somewhere down the road

as if I’d ever let you in

after what you’ve pulled

No thanks, that’s okay

If I wanted a knife in the back

I’d put one on the floor just right

and fall backwards myself

I do a good enough job

of torturing myself daily

that I don’t need any so-called friends

to stop and lend a hand

Please just go away

if you’re going to make a mockery

of everything that was promised

on that second-darkest day

Don’t maintain this disrespect

of both her and I

Just let it go and walk away

like you seem so quick to do

until those footsteps hesitate

and you give a sideways glance

I see it all because of course

I’m still watching like a fool

some small part wishing you’d turn back

but the rest just wants to see you go

to know you’re truly out that door

so I can start to repair the damage

done by your sudden exit