If I said
Unsent, but still true.
If I said - I wasn't well
Would you care enough to listen?
Or would you find some excuse
Some way to detract and run away?
Even though I know that,
Yet I still yearn for what I
Cannot have, cannot hold
For you to recognise me.
If I said - I have changed
Would you believe those words?
Or is the me I was for you
The only me you can accept?
All other versions fake
And dishonest in your mind.
Inauthentic in your heart.
If I said - I still love you
What would you say?
Would you come back to me?
Would it be enough
For confusion to disappear?
Or is that tether,
The red thread between us
Gone forever?
In one fell swoop
We went from lovers to strangers
And all that remain are the words unsaid
That I can no longer save for you,
You can no more be the keeper of my heart
Than I can be the keeper of yours.
If I said - I was letting go.
...What would you do?



Love the heartfelt longing and recognition of a time past, a relationship in absence that withers - slowly.
You turned something so painful into something that touches deep. It is a beautiful poem.