“I have survived too much to go quietly.
Let a meteor take me.
Call the thunder for back up.
My death will be grand.
The land will crack,
the sun will eat itself…

-the day I leave.” – Rupi Kuar.

“I have survived too much to go quietly.
Let a meteor take me.
Call the thunder for back up.
My death will be grand.
The land will crack,
the sun will eat itself…

-the day I leave.” – Rupi Kuar.

One of the most painful realizations in the world
was coming to terms with how wrong I had been
about what I truly meant to someone I deeply cared for
Realizing that everything I thought I had with them
was actually never real—
Just a fabric of illusion I somehow created in my heart,
and the denial was the only thing that kept me going.
When did I convince myself that letting go of a false hope
was worse than having the actual real thing?
Or even believing I was really meant to have something more meaningful than this?
I wanted to be right so much.
I wanted to believe I had truly forged strong bonds despite the hand I had been dealt.

So, I tell you goodbye for the final time
You go your way and I go mine
We pack away all the wasted years
I close my eyes and let you blow out the light

-Familiarity can be such a dangerous thing.

Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez

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