The Dividing

Now that you’ve decided
to separate and sever these ties,
begin the dividing
where we become things
and feelings go to die.

Pile and roll up
these hopes, these dreams
and stuff them in a bag
with the rest of my things

Our weekends, our memories
you’ll box those up;
along with my heart and friendship –
pack them in and tape it shut.

Shove me back in your closet
or under your bed to collect dust.
A piece in your collection
of broken hearts & broken trust.

Banish me from your thoughts,
avoid any of my calls
and get rid of anything else
that reminds you of me at all.

Now that you’ve decided
to separate and sever these ties
finish the dividing
where we become things
and feelings go to die.

author: rashael crystal