Letting You Go
‘Letting
You Go’
I'm in the
car
driving you home,
accompanied by your shallow breaths
and my shaking hands.
Arguing in my head and
dreading the sight of your home,
just when I sense you tapping your foot
on the floorboard.
Am I doing the right thing?
Is this the right turn?
You move a little uncomfortably,
and my teeth bite down on my tongue
till I can taste the metal and feel the
warmth inside my mouth.
Is it the right time?
Can I stop all of this right now?
I stop at the red light and
glance over your side to
catch you watching out of the window,
and then sighing heavily.
You want to leave and
you're just waiting for me to stop
by your home,
for the final time.
I'm in the car
driving you home
accompanied by our silences.
We finally stop at your home,
and you get out of the car
as if you hated every minute
you spent by my side.
And for the last time,
I ask myself,
Did I do the right thing
by letting you go?
Was there hope?
Was there love?
Was there a sunshine hiding somewhere
behind the shadows of our grey clouds?
-The
Loquacious Writes
IG: @thatgirlwholovesfries
Context-
This poem came very unpredictably to me, while I was busy listening to music. I think I have always been very fascinated by sad songs, I mean I love them and this is why some of the poems I write are not based on my first hand or lived experience of a sad event but is rather an inspiration I draw from a particular song. I loved writing this poem and especially making the art work for it. I hope you enjoyed reading it too.
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