Wings are spreading
I'm learning how to fly
letting go
after all the times i've cried
Clung on too tight
pushed him away from me
I was blinded
and I felt like
I couldn't see
beyond what was obvious
I don't know
if he stil wants to talk
to me
that's unclear
but I guess we'll have to see
hopefullly I haven't lost
a friendship that was dear
I think it's best to move on
who knows if I might see him again
if I do I don't want
things to be awkward between us
For now I think it's best
just to focus on reality
and friends that are true
fly away from
this shallow fantasy I was
living in
So i'm stronger than ever
and i'm moving on
the bitch is fierce!
Author notes
i've been having issues with letting go of someone i worked with this summer at the Barn Playhouse... this poem is basically about moving on from him.
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