over a guy she knows too well | poem

poem

How free they look, returning from a place

you were not invited to from the jump.

They’ve been so naturally in love without you.

You tried a walk in a park

the sun cast shadows across evergreens.

The sky cried blues and crimsons until black.

Memories of independence flooded the mind

remember something else—anything but them.

When it gets tough living alone …