The 'He' I speak of; My Love

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Began writing this in 2017 and just found it in my journal and finished it off

Submitted: January 29, 2018

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He talked about his loved ones as if they were already gone

And he figured he would be dying soon-

That it was what was destined all along.

I waited near the door until the afternoon

But he never came home.

He said it was his choice and he had to choose

And I was lying to myself thinking

He’d make the right one.

I’m lying if I said I never loved him.

It’s just easier to say I never did.

I’m lying thinking I tried everything I could.

I could have stopped him from jumping.

I could have got up sooner and followed him;

By the time I got to the bridge,

He had already leapt.

I almost  jumped in after him

But I couldn’t let the monster

Take the both of us.

The monster named depression-

That seems to take all the ones we love.

I had to go on living

For him and for me,

Until my heart stops beating.

It’s what he would have wanted-

For me to live happy and long.

It’s the only way to fight back

And prove that demon wrong.


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