I could say that I’ll miss you, when I’m gone.
That I’ll pick up the phone, once a week.
See how you are.
Check in.
Tell you about significant life events.

But I won’t.

I could say that I’m sorry
For skipping out
Running away.
Taking all my possessions
Leaving this house.
That I’m sorry I didn’t hug you, say goodbye
And kiss you on the cheek.

But I won’t.

I could say that I wish things were different.
That we were closer, talked more,
Had a better relationship
That I’ll want you involved in my future.

But I won’t.

I could stick around, and pretend to be the
Person you wish I was.
That these feelings aren’t just a phase and
Someday I’ll be normal,
Just like everyone else,

But I won’t.

I could say that if things changed now.
If you started to accept me,
Love me for who I am
Stop pushing me away,
Insulting my very being daily,
Weekly,
That I’ll come back,
Stick around.
Forget the past,
Let my guard down.
Tell you I love you.

But I won’t.