I wanted more
but could not stop myself from
being less than even I could
ever have crafted
And I capsulate
one moment inside this fright
that took me so long just to
want to be
So I take one breath
knowing I'll never give it back
nor find an answer to formulate
some great response with
So I move along
scraping your eyes to be kind
ripping my own out to stop
from seeing you leave
That last line was really exquisite. Such a great way to convey the pain of saying goodbye to one you love. And I completely agree - ripping your eyes out would be a lot less painful than watching them walk away. Then again, respectively, you wouldn't have eyes to see them again should they return. Great piece.
