This video is the prompt for the New World Creative Union's Wednesday Wake-Up Call
My Dear John
I feel empty,
but has no heart.
When did I become cold?
Winter has stayed with me
when I should be celebrating spring.
You are there as constant
as the sun’s rising.
Your moments tick off
the same way each day.
“We” used to work.
Our dreams were
I still feel your care, but I can’t respond.
Questions are piling up inside of me,
driving me to seek who I am.
I know it sounds cliché
to leave you a Dear John letter,
but there is no other way.
Walking away is taking all my courage.
I am too much of a coward to face you
and hear you tell me, “This wasn’t our plan.”
This hurts but so does the feeling
I am on a train desperate
to know its destination.
I don’t doubt you will be fine.
Your world will turn as it always does.
I just won’t be next to you
spinning out of control in mine.
©Susie Clevenger 2012