I am certain of this.
I have never been certain of anything.
I arrived early.
I was already too late.
Nothing here matters.
This is the only thing that ever did.
I wanted to stay.
I planned my leaving from the start.
I remember everything clearly.
Memory keeps editing me.
I did no harm.
I learned how to hide the damage.
This was love.
It was never that simple.
I chose freely.
The choice was made for me.
I am finished.
I am still beginning.
I love you.
Well, you don't.
YOU ARE READING
Halcyon
PoesíaFragments of a heart, stitched together in verses. An assemblage of my poems. (Part-II) Winner of Wattpad's Shortys2025 Highest Rankings: #4 in poem #127 in poetry
