The Leaving
The Leaving
You made a promise to be here.
But even that is over.
You were the parent that birthed me into new life.
But even that is over.
You were the child that sweetened my memory with innocence.
But even that is over.
You were the friend that laughed me into joy.
But even that is over.
You were in my soul, breathing meaning into the emptiness.
But even that is over.
You left me in the desert, my water gone, my flesh dust.
I would say goodbye.
But even that is over.
- The Leaving was first published in Outsourced by the author