(originaly written Oct 8 2014)
see I’m the ex who hopes that the next captures you so profoundly
that you release me completely
… I open up the gate and wait for you to take flight …
and even though you clearly see your free to exit,
you find your way back, sit at my door step
… and … wait to see…
if anyone else comes by…
can your growl keep them away?
why put me in the position to push you,
and say these words again?
back then is then, this is now.