You walk away slowly
as if I could or should stop you.
Nothing can erase the tears that accompany your departure
or change the fact that,
you are walking away
from everything we’ve built.
I can’t …
I can’t leave so easily.
I’m invested
in these kids, this home, this love
that you don’t want anymore.
You walk away
and I watch you with malice filled eyes that should burn
a hole right through
you.
As you step out the door
I hope my words are still ringing in your head;
The same path you take to leave
may not bring you back.
You walk away
without a backward glance at,
the life you’re leaving behind.
As if vows exchanged, families blended, and shared moments mean
less than nothing.
You walk away
and here I stand.
Humbled and hurt, but not broken.
Turning the lock so,
that I too
can walk away.