Fated To Go

Does trying to disprove

What I believe

Make you feel better about what

You don’t….

Is it your insecurity

Crying out

That maybe I feel something

You won’t….

Is it the depth of my rebuttal

That bothers you so

Leaving you both lonely

And alone….

Like a branch that’s now broken

Swinging high in the tree

One strong gust

—and your fated to go

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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