Undone
It was a strange feeling;
A feeling of longing.
It suddenly ended, but I wanted more.
None of us spoke a word.
Not before, not now, not ever.
We silently chose to be apart forever.
Now that I think about it,
We acted like cowards and accepted the split.
Without any kind of sign, we disappeared.
I wonder what would happen if you were here.
I want to mend things because, right now,
We are full of unfinished sentences and unspoken feelings.
We both need closure, or at least I do.
This poem is about:
Me