For those unspoken words
I can no longer share with you
no longer confide in you
that have allotted to a year.
I can hold your hand but you cannot hold mine
it was never my hand to hold it belongs to another
you let go while I fought so much harder.
You never gave me any closer,
never got the chance to say it was really over
living the life you have with someone else
when in my future I thought you be in it.
Ignore me as if are past never meant anything
as if I was an object with no feelings, movements, or judgments.
I would love to hold your hand again
I would love to talk to you even if it’s just as friends
I would love to not be seen as the enemy,
but that won’t happen because
 that is how I’m seen
perceive by you
and so that being said
maybe it is goodbye as hard as it is for me
to cope with it, to say it without tears falling
because truly that hand belongs to another
and it is truly goodbye because
as much as I want that hand from time to time
side by side it’s not mine and I won’t hold it
            or walk side by side with  me any longer……………..