You are mine.

You were mine.

You are running away.

You are hurting.

You were hurt.

You blame me.

Your eyes are slate.

You no longer reflect me.

You push, I pull.

You break.

You break me.

You are here but

You are no longer with me.

Notes on this poem: This is a poem about that moment when you realize that a person you thought you knew has become a stranger to you. Do you get to know this stranger and love them? Or will you let them go? The order of the words in the title is intentional.

Recovering librarian who needs an outlet for all of the ideas whipping about my brain