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Writer's pictureAmy Frank

Goodbye (Poetry)

Some people aren’t meant for us.

Sometimes they belong

to someone else.

Sometimes they’re just not interested.

Sometimes the ice in their heart

stops them

from stoking the fires

of love.

Sometimes they love their vices

more than they can us.


It’s always hard to say goodbye.

To walk away, when we want to stay.

But it’s time to go now.

The path forward is calling

like sirens in the sea

with the promise of adventure

and mystery.

It’s no time to dawdle.

It’s the time to rise—

To stretch out our wings

and fly.


You can look back

if you need to

but you’re not going that way.

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