Last Fall. Poem by Lauren Harper

The piece of you I hold in my hands.
The chain I swore would never leave my neck.
But now that my ties have been severed with you.
I know what I must solemnly do.

What is left of us remains only in our memories.
I wonder now if I mattered at all to you,
or if i was just some silly little girl you played.
You shattered my heart, and only I was left to pick up the remains.

You were not but a friend.
Maybe even so for pretend.
It matters not now at all,
For I left last Fall.

Farewell my friend,
Or memories I hold in my pocket,
In my left hand I've gathered my heart.
Now to walk away before a repeat from the start.