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I Had to Close the Door

Memories, through windows of a dysfunctional home,

Come rushing through my mind, never leaving me alone.

I made a decision to quit you, and you found a new life,

I will probably never remarry, but you found a new wife.

You have been my hope, my “one”, my confidant, my vice.

I reach out to talk with you, though your acid words aren’t nice.

You have always been there when I need you, behind the email screen,

But I need to step back and understand that we never should have been.

The day you said “I Love You”, is a day I won’t forget.

It lit a fire in my heart, that hasn’t burned out yet.

But I must close the door now, watch your beautiful face disappear,

I need to start a new chapter, walk away, with no more tears.

I can no longer use you as my crutch, my savior or my friend,

We both knew, that over time, this dysfunction had to end.

So I will say goodbye now, as the door swings slowly shut,

I know its the right decision, in my heart, my soul, my gut.

Writer of relationships / early childhood and mental health . Poetry and fiction dabbler

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