I am only temporary.
Fine in the short term
But be sure to discard me
When the time is right.
I am a stepping stone.
A halfway point
But remember,
I am not a final destination.
I am a plaster.
A dressing to cover a new wound
But try as I might
I cannot heal you completely.
Now that you know this,
You must know this too:
I am a person.
Skin and blood and bone.
I understand that I am temporary
But all of my pain is
Permanent.
I thought our summer
Would last a lifetime
But when autumn arrived
You decided I was
Temporary.
And I can understand
Why you would leave
Because why would anyone
Stay for me:
I am Unremarkable
Alone I am nothing
But you and I were something.
Soon
You will shed me
Like the trees shed
Their leaves
And leave me to rot
Whilst you continue
To grow.
I will be trampled
By passers by
And frozen by the cold
Lonely nights.
I am not selfish
I will never ask you to stay
I am too proud to beg
But I will change my colours
And fall for you again
Before I rot
Like the autumn leaves.
I had hoped to know by this stage
And I guess I do
Because you are happy to call me
Your best friend
But you are uncertain as to whether
You will ever love me
My heart has broken into more pieces
Than I can count
I would take any physical pain
Over this new agony.
I have poured you into my heart
Laced you into my life
Built my world around you
And when you go I will fall apart.
What good is loving someone
Who won’t love you back?
What good is needing someone
Who could leave at any moment?
I can’t imagine a day without you
And I can’t be alone again.
The Invisible Poet 