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by Christopher Shin

Why can't you let go?
Why do you feel that
all you could have done,
and all you could have
felt is the end?

Why can't you just
let this be how it is?
She is never coming back,
and she will never be
in your life again.

Is it so hard to let go?
Are you that stubborn in
your own ways to cause torment
on your mind?

I can't let go!
Don't you understand?
She is all that I have
in this world around me.
She is the sanity
in the insane world.

She is what many lovers
dance and sing about in
the blue summer sky.
She is the cool breeze
in a deserted waste land.

All the moments of joy
in my life seems to have
taken form in her pale body.
Her breathe the aroma of
the softest flowers in the wild.
Her eyes a mixture of paint
that a few artists can invision.

Yet the world ages and so do I.
I know in my bones that even
how much wrong I did her,
and how much she cried.
I will feel the suffering
ten folds in my life.

Can't you just give up on her?
You know I can't good sir.
Don't you feel the pain you
caused in your chest?
I feel it each second.
Then let go.
I can't.

So you will suffer to the end?
I will be forgotten and alone
till the end my friend.
You have reached this accord?
I have reached this accord.

So the wind blows as I
stare at my foe, my friend,
and my closet kin.
We merely divided by a mirror.

12/09/2003

Author's Note: A friend I did wrong and left behind. Only her memory lingers on.

Posted on 12/10/2003
Copyright © 2024 Christopher Shin

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Emily G Myers on 12/10/03 at 04:23 AM

awesome poem, Chris. I've had these conversations before. very good work! :)

Posted by Melinda Sordino on 12/14/03 at 04:53 AM

very nice my friend...it's too bad we can't change the past isn't it? though i wonder how much things would change...would we ever move on from this point in time?

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