I loved him
The idea of him
The way he moved through space, his mind
How he considered things
Deliberately, kindly, with reason and distance and perspective
I saw him for his sweet soul
His kind, warm, cavernous eyes
They pulled me in while I tried to look away
I saw them glancing at me, I felt them stare
I guess I was wrong
Behind a computer screen is a song
A heart sad and alone
Wondering why I can’t have this beauty
Why he is in another woman’s arms
I loved how he made me feel
The compassion and calmness he showed
The quiet and subtle humor
His worldly perspective
His class and upstanding integrity
He is like a giraffe among moles
I loved how he inspired me
To be my better self
To make better choices (as much as I could)
To do hard things
To feel sexy and strong and vibrant
Alive
I have to let him go
Goodbye, mon ami,
(It’s not á bientôt, mon cheri)
Nor au revoir
It’s Adieu, in this life (and probably the next)
It’s Adieu, eternally
Adieu
Adieu
Adieu…
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