Unrequited Poem by Rebecca Lourenstein

I want to live,
I want to breath,
to survive without you.
I want to laugh,
I want to love,
without you by my side.
You were always there
to pick me up
when the pieces fell and broke apart.
I need to be me.
A kite can fly without a lead.
Let me be that kite;
Let me fly;
fly away from you and your memory.
I'm tired.
Tired of hurt,
of pain.
Tired of love and its cruelties.
Most of all I am tired of you.
Inside me.
Tourchuring me.
With no one to hear my screams,
they ricishay off the hollowness of my heart.
Alone is not so bad.
With your memory i sofficate,
alone I take deep, slow breaths.
Alone I will survive.
I can.
I will.
I must.
Alone i build my walls.
To surround me and protect me.
It's to late now, no one can get in.
Yes, alone is best.
I must learn to be lonely.
Perhaps my best company.
I must escape from you.
Solitude will heal my wounds.
Behind my walls i begin,
peel back layer, by layer of suffering.
Such suffering so exquisite;
caused by the most sinister of all love...
Unrequited.
Yes, alone is best.
I must learn to be lonely.
Eventualy, my best company.