Why do I fondly miss
The one who threw me away?
Why do I long for the one
Who loved receiving my trust
And then betrayed every confidence?
I do not feel insane.
I am troubled and alone,
But I am not insane.
I long for life and engagement.
But I am glad she is gone.
Safe is coming back, my heart steady.
I miss her from a safe distance,
In my sanity cage.
I’m haunted by her radical energy
And she is good enough to know it.
I entered this one for the Thursday Poets Rally Week 36.
Thank you to Jingle for the flattering award!