You left me on the side of the road in the rain
My Goat would have never done that
His love is beyond the human type of love
that smells from what is conditional
that reeks from seething judgment and criticism
with the stench of trying to gain something
instead of being consumed by what one can give.
You left me on the side of the road in the rain
Didn’t care whether or not I had a jacket or umbrella
whether my shoes were cloth that absorbed my tears
making each step without you feel like the weight of the world.
I grieved hard, but luckily it did not last forever.
Luckily I decided I would have my last cry
and then be thankful that the Universe cared enough about me
to take you away.
You left me on the side of the road in the rain
I pity you when you realize what you have done
Maybe it will happen in your next life
when you are less selfish
You will reflect on your coldness that made your heart into an iceberg
that couldn’t be melted though you were placed
next to the sunshine of mine.
You left me on the side of the road in the rain.
Eventually I found my way to freedom
and you became the force that pushed me
out of my own fearful limitations.
You played the role I created for you
even though I wrote the ending in the dark
unable to proofread my illegible words.
I forgot I created that it would end this way.
I forgot I created you to push me to be who I really am.
But you had some free will
and you could have rewritten the cold intensity
and gave me a soft landing instead.
But you chose the harsh role
and left me on the side of the road in the rain.
I have planted a garden on that portion of the road
where my heart was knocked out of its pericardium.
Tomato plants, rhubarb, kale and strawberries
now grow at the scene of destruction.
But I will never forget
that you left me on the side of the road in the rain.