I dedicate this poem to all of you who are waiting for one more opportunity to see someone or talk to them so you can finally get Closure. You really need to read this.
Closure
I have often wondered since you’ve
been gone
If I would ever see you again,
or speak to you
For the most part, I knew that I
would not
But I would also wonder, if I didn’t
see you again
How would I know for certain
That I’m no longer in love with
you?
How would I know for sure
That it’s really okay that you
will never be mine?
How could I possibly get
closure
If I never experienced the stab
wound that would come to my heart
From you saying to me that you
could never love me?
Though I seriously doubted that
I would ever see you again
I still hoped in my heart that I
would
I hoped that somehow I would
get a chance to tell you for myself
That I’m over you, and I’m okay
I hoped to be able to tell you
a wonderful story
About my poetry or about my
life
And how much better things are
for me
I hoped so much for an
opportunity
To let you hear the excitement
in my voice
As I gave you my progress
report
Because I wanted to make you
proud of me
The way that I was and am so proud
of you
I wanted you to allow me to
give you my happy story
I wanted you to give me closure
When I heard that you were on
the phone
My heart raced
Here was my chance, my golden
moment
My once in a lifetime
opportunity to receive closure from you
But you didn’t want to talk to
me
So I couldn’t give you my good
news
I couldn’t say thank you for
being my friend
Or at least for convincing me
that you were
I couldn’t’ thank you for not
taking advantage of me
Even after you realized
That I was putty in your hands
I couldn’t say that I will
always love you
Because you are an extraordinary
human being
And that I am grateful to God
for allowing me
These last twelve months of you
in my life
I couldn’t say thank you for
closure
But I can say thank you for not giving me closure
Because if you had given it to
me
I would have lived the rest of
my life not knowing
That I already had it
Albertine Williams © copyright 2009
I have often wondered since you’ve
been gone
If I would ever see you again,
or speak to you
For the most part, I knew that I
would not
But I would also wonder, if I didn’t
see you again
How would I know for certain
That I’m no longer in love with
you?
How would I know for sure
That it’s really okay that you
will never be mine?
How could I possibly get
closure
If I never experienced the stab
wound that would come to my heart
From you saying to me that you
could never love me?
Though I seriously doubted that
I would ever see you again
I still hoped in my heart that I
would
I hoped that somehow I would
get a chance to tell you for myself
That I’m over you, and I’m okay
I hoped to be able to tell you
a wonderful story
About my poetry or about my
life
And how much better things are
for me
I hoped so much for an
opportunity
To let you hear the excitement
in my voice
As I gave you my progress
report
Because I wanted to make you
proud of me
The way that I was and am so proud
of you
I wanted you to allow me to
give you my happy story
I wanted you to give me closure
When I heard that you were on
the phone
My heart raced
Here was my chance, my golden
moment
My once in a lifetime
opportunity to receive closure from you
But you didn’t want to talk to
me
So I couldn’t give you my good
news
I couldn’t say thank you for
being my friend
Or at least for convincing me
that you were
I couldn’t’ thank you for not
taking advantage of me
Even after you realized
That I was putty in your hands
I couldn’t say that I will
always love you
Because you are an extraordinary
human being
And that I am grateful to God
for allowing me
These last twelve months of you
in my life
I couldn’t say thank you for
closure
But I can say thank you for not giving me closure
Because if you had given it to
me
I would have lived the rest of
my life not knowing
That I already had it
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