The Let Go Poem by Marie WardAlonge

To me, it has become clear.
You heart is not same, my dear.
You have drifted.
No time for pleasantries.
You don't make the time to say hello.
I remember how the good conversation used to flow.
Not campaigning for sympathy.
I am not a charity.

Just to think, memories of how we used to laugh and talk.
We would share our dreams as we walked.
Song of heartaches we would sing.
Sometimes, while it rained.

Activities on the weekend we would plan,
During the week, we would handle our business at hand.
I know we have grown older and we need to try something new.
We should never forget the old things are sometimes true.
Just like prom nights, our relationship had themes.
I can truly say at each other we never screamed.

We had fun and laughter but I always felt I was the host.
One day I stopped and noticed you were laughing at me the most.
Long distance relations can be a problem and such.
Disappointment I could have lived through,
Your disloyalty, well—that's a little too much.

The love for you will always be there.
No ceremony needed and no added flair.
Our relationship will no longer be in limbo and despair.
Our history is cemented and this I declare.

If this is how you want it, then allow me to proceed.
You are officially freed.
It's been exasperating but I don't want to put you through this anymore.
This is not a kiss off.
This is the let go.