
you can leave
after promising
you wouldn’t
but allow me
to guarantee you something
the next girl
will not be
as loving
as patient
as forgiving
and maybe
you’ll realize it
tomorrow
or
a year
from now
but
I was
am
and will always be
golden
just like the
sunburst
I wear
around my neck
that was supposed to be
the first jewelry
of forever
and
when you realize it
wow
you’ll know why
you always said
I was
“the best of women”
— but then, I won’t be yours anymore
I love the imagery portrayed with the word, “golden.” The poem really put me into the scenario and was very moving.
Wow!! I felt this poem to my core and it’s so relatable! I love the way you broke the lines up, it helped emphasize exactly what you were saying. Great job, I truly enjoyed this poem and I will definitely come back to it often!