I’ve left my luggage at the door
With tears that threatened to flood the floor
I know there is a lot I am leaving behind
I didn’t want to turn around and have a change of mind
But I did I wanted so much to see and yet wished to be blind
But the man who was so mean and also so kind
I saw you first
I saw your look full of uncertainty and hurt.
But lately all I heard from you
Is of how I am in your way and there are things in life you still want to do
I know I have gotten sick and growing old
You say I’m of no good use to you any more; but how could you be so cold?
Of late you constantly tell me that I belong in a nursing home
Have you ever had a heart or has it now turned into stone?
Then there are the days that you say “There will be no other one like you for me
My true love you will always be.
Nobody will take care of you as I will
In my heart you are my sweet heart; how I love you still.”
My heart is in pain and is hurting of late
I don’t want all of my feelings for you turn into hate.
My children are waiting with opened doors
“He is our father but we can’t stand him treating you this way any more”
I’ve left you some food in the freezer prepared lovingly
For I know all you know how to cook is Chef Boyardee
I’ve foolishly left another bag of luggage, if you want to prepare
That is if you want to follow me; that is if you really care
I want to start a new life without the memories that we shared
Of the times we kissed,
And the ones I mostly missed
Of the times we made love all night, so delicious wrapped with a sigh
Mixed with the memories of all the times I’ve asked my self why.
I’ve left you a box not filled with letters but a piece of my heart
And a little of Me that really doesn’t want to part
I hope you will read them in your loneliness every night
That will make you come looking for me telling me a truth
“You are valuable to me; let me make it alright.”
The luggage is waiting for me at the door
Waiting to travel across different shores.
There is only a one way ticket in case I do stay;
But you are welcomed to visit if you wish so one day


Arco Iris  R

Joined May 2009

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This I’ve written for so many hours yet I couldn’t hit the publish button. I’m soon leaving to Florida be with my kids. I was born in the states and never wanted to live here. This was one of my husband’s many dreams in life which he accomplished without thinking of me nor his children. Not only was it a cultural shock but I lost two homes to hurricanes having to start from the beginning again. My kids want me to say with them. My; husband tells me not to go and then, when I mostly need him, he tells me he can’t wait for me to leave. There are so many doubts in my mind, so I will take it one day at a time I have not told my dad nor my sister about this though.Maybe one day I will take this off. But these are my feelings now.

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