I
Ask you
To come along with me and build a
Life
Of us,
But you can’t stand the thought of leaving
Home,
With them.
Those hills, they sucked you up
And made you one of them forever.
You
Ask me
To move with you to some big city. Oh, but
I
Can’t stand
The thought of all your friends coming to
Crash
On our sofa with their hungover snores and lies.
We weren’t made for one another.
We can’t stand to share our dreams.
You have a sinful love for wealth,
And I just want to leave that cell.
Ever since that night I cried
And you tried holding me––
You grip was weak and unpromising,
I knew that we were ending.
You
Called me
And said what you’d been up to for the past
Three years.
Somehow I knew my gut was right
To know that every word you said was true.
It really was a blessing to leave you.
We weren’t made for one another.
We can’t stand to share our dreams.
You’d been holding someone else in that
Unpromising and ending grip.
Ever since you said that night,
“I’m sorry for what I did,”
I couldn’t hear a word you spoke;
The past few years I wasted with you
Just fell down and broke.
M.M. Cochran is a YA writer and author of Between the Ocean and the Stars (summer 2022). With an educational background in English and creative writing, she has worked in the journalism industry, as well as the agenting and publishing industry, and she is currently a freelance book editor for her service, Elegant Editing. Now pursuing a career in publishing and becoming a full-time novelist, she spends most of her time editing and writing in her novels. Meanwhile, you can find M.M. collecting coffee mugs or slipping into an oversized sweater, wishing for a white winter.
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