She forever wanted more than I could give.
Sometimes, I think, this is how I live.
I wanted to share, share more of me.
She would not let me go, or let me be.
So I moved, changed the numbers, left,
Did not listen, acted as if I were deaf.
In losing you, I was truly set free.
This is the way it must be.

03/15/1984

Author's Note: ... on my first wife....

Posted on 07/20/2009
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