Departing Text

Departing Text
By: Tyler Ross

I call this growing up
Owning up and learning from my mistakes
You used to be what I wanted
You used to be what I respected
I’m sorry, this isn’t working out
A new perspective to spare the hurt
I value our experiences, but this is the end
All these talks, the visits, to calling you a friend
The more I feel neglected
The easier it is to understand these real colors
Resending my cancellation connection
I’m fine with terminating such a beautiful face
In this day in age, what was real
To leaving you at a memorable place
Where my joys lied upon night-ending smiles
Hour long chats and letters traveling from miles
A man of effort, persistence for a vicinity I wasn’t in
Nor did I over pursue and pressure, but do my best from within
This all has dissipated and the control isn’t mine
Therefore, I need to save face
Erasing this confusion and state I am in
Remembering the times I’ve been fortunate to receive
Change my direction because I used to believe
You would never treat me poorly
You would never choose to ignore
No credit given, no friendship to even unfold
How can I compete with a one per race?
While you only come to me like an acquaintance
An acquaintance, now so expendable, you are choosing to replace
With something or someone who treats you less than the best
We all know how you are treated, but this is your conquest
Some times to save yourself
You leave with those reminiscences of when everything was superlative
And I’m glad I met you
I’m proud what was created
But more surprised this is it