Sense of an Ending

You said, “Let’s meet.”
I am taken aback
By the obvious lack
Of affection these words
Have imparted
They felt like swords
Piercing skin impacted
From the slap
Of cold, cold reality
I knew then…
You were leaving me
To the doubts and pain
That will surely rain
Upon my hapless soul
This was the ultimate goal
You point out it is you
Perhaps this is true
It surely was you
That ended this passion
And left me with the question
What did I do?
RhB 201426020106P


5 thoughts on “Sense of an Ending

  1. “And left me with the question
    What did I do?”
    I have found myself asking this question too many times. Finally, after not liking the answers, I quit asking.
    Wonderful writing. I do love this.
    Thank you for this one. I am gonna go back now and read it again. Out loud.

    • Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it. And that it reflects your thoughts. I think the one left always thinks this. And even if we conclude that there was nothing we didn’t do, we still somehow ask it. Thanks again for reading and responding.

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